The last soldier of the desert
And there you stand, upright, strong soldier,
simply observing the past and present without any complaints.
Your skin of silk, your thorns of iron,
Tell me, how much have you seen,
How much have you cried and forgotten?
I know for sure...
You will be the only one who witnessed the passing of the last barefooted soul.
Arches, watercolor paper. Cold press
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