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An old man in ragged loose clothes pushes against a large disintegrating clock with roman numerals, as if to stop time. Ethereal, cracked surreal mosaic acrylic and alcohol ink, impasto, somber, ink outlines. On the horizon is a faint hint of sunrise, light starting to illuminate promise of anew day. Dark moths escape from the clock. ©AI Queen Art.
Now, don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind.
--Kansas
