Money in the Spotlight
Beneath the glaring lights, the canvas learns his name, The crowd becomes a storm that feeds his steady flame. He lifts his guarded fists, a king of bruised desire, And stands where sweat and cheers ignite a golden fire. Old paper holds the night in sepia and in dust, Each scar a quiet vow, each breath a hardened trust. The letters tower high like thunder turned to gold, While victory, sharp and close, is daring to be told.
Size
A3 (30×42 cm)
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