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Through the Cracks
This piece was born from a quiet ache — a feeling of growing through pain, of turning everything that once hurt into something that could breathe, bloom, and root itself again. She — the woman, the tree, the silence — is a reflection of me. A reminder that healing isn’t soft or simple; it’s the art of becoming whole through the cracks.
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- Collection
- Lines of Becoming
- Chain
- Tezos
- Held in
- Hito