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The broken man who is able to love well, but stay poorly. His beautiful nose, like the beak of a hawk. With its broken capillaries. You study it thoughtfully; your eyes constantly drawn back. He will take the boat and leave. The beautiful boat, your boat; the boat you have both loved so dearly. no text please. And leave. You on the shore. The bow; you are thinking. What is in the bow? It tugs at me. It is my heart; as he is my heart. The bow, where we loved and laughed so well. And that is how he looked, as a beautiful young man. And my heart is sailing off with him. And the man who watches. He watches and refuses to say good morning. For he knows a thing but is constrained from mentioning it.
The image features a textured portrait of a somber man with piercing eyes, alongside ghostly reflections. A solitary boat floats on a serene water surface, enhancing the melancholic atmosphere.
