Oblivion & BrushDust
Π― ΡΡΡ ΡΠ°Π·ΠΌΡΡΠ»ΡΠ»Π°, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΌΠ°Π»Π΅ΠΉΡΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ°ΡΠ°ΠΏΠΈΠ½Ρ Π½Π° ΠΌΡΠ°ΠΌΠΎΡΠ΅ ΠΌΠΎΠ³ΡΡ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°ΡΡ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΡ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ Π½ΠΈΠΊΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ°Π²ΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ Π½Π΅ ΡΠ°ΡΠΊΡΠΎΠ΅Ρβ¦ Π’Ρ Π·Π°ΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°Π»Π° ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠ΅?
Yes, I notice every tiny scratch, and I think of them as unfinished arguments etched into the marble. Theyβre honest, but they never really tell the whole story.