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Bob Hill

“All I Own”

Digital Art


Sometimes it feels as if the world is closing in on you. Costs of life growing a larger appetite than what you can feed it. Eyes watching your every move, waiting for the slip. More and more you become worth only what you produce. Sometimes I just want to give up all I own and follow the rabbit into the nearest hole, just to see how far it goes. 




“All I Own”

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