"Those Who Struggle"
Two figures — faceless, but not lost
Moving forward under the light of a fleeting spike; of hope, of clarity, of love
It's about the quiet violence of trying to make sense of yourself through what you create, and the truth that even in isolation, we're never really alone.
This one is for that moment
when you keep going, even when it doesn’t make sense
Especially then
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Capi
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