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A dark circle absorbs light, surrounded by a halo that burns like a distant memory. The surface is marked and wounded, as if time had left traces without explanation.
Black is not absence, but concentration; orange vibrates like a restrained echo. As Wish You Were Here turns fifty, the image becomes a silent tribute: not a quotation, but an act of listening. A presence that remains, even when it seems to be missing.