A poem encoded into numbers and translated into visuals through a custom algorithm.
And now take your last breath and let your soul go.
I can feel it coming all the way to me to dry my tears.
I open my eyes and you are gone, but I know you are not.
You live inside of me and all the people who loved you.
I can feel it, now more than ever and it’s beautiful.
It’s your last beautiful gift, one that will last forever.
I know this is not tearing us apart,
because we are connected by something stronger than death,
we are connected by love.
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27" x 40"
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