Stuck in a dark room.
With a painful cry;
No echo
A beating heart-
Muted.
In a silent hole,
An anguished being.
Dies.
The consequences of a wavering mind.
Happiness fluxes
As a wisp of thin air,
And waving hands eagerly try;
Yet there's nothing.
Perpetually bleached.
Bare.
Bold and futuristic: new book explores the work of creative polymath Marc
Newson
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A weighty new tome celebrates the genius of creative polymath Marc Newson,
chronicling evolution, experimentation and innovation in a career spanning
four ...
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