Visions
In my own world
But seeing it all
Attentive to the lucid silence
Hearing murmurs from above, throwing words below, holding pure pupils.
Noisy world
Blind eyes, deaf minds, sleeping souls, drinking from murky waters.
Visions
In my own world
But seeing it all
Attentive to the lucid silence
Hearing murmurs from above, throwing words below, holding pure pupils.
Noisy world
Blind eyes, deaf minds, sleeping souls, drinking from murky waters.
Visions
Some of my photography you can use it here
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