Just a thursday. Just a bridge i walk over every day. Just the perfect moment of silence and light.
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a photo is a feeling i dont want to let go of, a moment that is not mine but i wish it was, a scent that i cant draw, a shade of light i wont be able to remember, a scent that squeezes my heart, something that makes me laugh, a secret i steal, a feeling i cant express in any other form than to click a half centimeter circle and capture what was so that i can remember it when nights are dark and winter is cold
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