Seldom have we given something that can be treasured forever. Friendships sometimes end, Loves sometimes fades and words are easily gone like smoke in the wind. But an Image its forever, its value grows and get better with the time just like the wine, So when we are old and wrinkle, all what we said maybe forgotten, and what we did gone with time, but our portraits will forever have a special warm place in our heart and soul. Then, sitting in an old chair, shaking hands and fading sight I will hold and contemplate and said...? I gave it my best shot?
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