Standing in a worn out street in a worn out city, he looked through a dingy window into the room that wore out his heart.
Standing in a worn out street in a worn out city, he looked through a dingy window into the room that wore out his heart.

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Standing in a worn out street in a worn out city, he looked through a dingy window into the room that wore out his heart.
© 2019 By Duane Kirby Jensen, 
9 x 12 watercolor, ink, and graphite on watercolor paper

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