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On his way home, the Hero had a vision. His life, a lucky sequence of events. He shivered, afraid of losing his riches and his glory, fearing friends’ requests for help. He then decided he would change his destiny by the time he got home, he would get rid of all the glory and the riches and start again as someone else, doing something he always dreamed of but had never done. Thus the poet was born.

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About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

4 comments

  1. like the hands and feet, nicely done

  2. Nicely written and so appropriate for this first day of the new Mayan Long Count Calendar. What if we all chose to do what we truly loved and dreamed of?

  3. Wow, fantastic illustrations in overall! Super clean! 🙂

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