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The Rhythm of My Lens
One vision. One photo. One lyric. One Reflection.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Texture.
"There are volumes in the forest no one reads out loud
If I could take them down off of that mountain shelf...
we used to climb but no one tries to go up that far now"
"Loose Leaves" Bright Eyes
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