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Some memories aren’t erased by time.
It just hides them deeper.
Into cracks, into silence, into places we don’t look every day. They remain within us as an imprint of something we once loved, lost, or were still searching for.
The golden-brown patina serves here as a symbol of time.
The crimson color evokes the heart.
White is a trace of the soul, winding its way between the past and the present.
Perhaps it is a memory.
Perhaps a prayer.
Perhaps just a moment when the soul briefly touches what has moved it.