Computational Art by Hossein Askari

specter

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Do you still remember the scent of your childhood?
When you close your eyes,
can you see your friends again?
Do you live in the present, 
where are you lost in the past?

But are you really alive?
Or are you just a specter,
haunting the halls of your own mind? 
Do you remember the warmth of your mother's embrace, 
or have you forgotten what it feels like to be held?

Can you still cry, 
or has your soul become too dry and withered from years of neglect and self-denial? 
Are you still searching for a way out, 
or have you resigned yourself to a life of quiet desperation, 
trapped in a cage of your own making?
The scent of your childhood lingers in the air,
a ghostly reminder of a time when everything was still possible. 
But now, as you stand on the precipice of another day, 
you wonder if anything will ever be the same again.

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