is beauty more noticeable when it is rendered limited and incomplete—a tease?
who are you, when it is all seemingly a void? do you confront or give in to the self that only emerges in emptiness? or do you become consumed by it, losing the sight of self entirely, for there has never been a definitive you in moments like this?
how man obscures itself from the truth with all its constructs
waiting for her under a crimson dusk
Captured by 坤坤 in Hong Kong.
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