Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby

Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been

Lives in a dream

Waits at the window

Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Who is it for?

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

Eleanor Rigby

Song by The Beatles

MANIPLULATED ART/AI

(a fuzzy kinda connection to a period in my mothers life.)

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