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Model: Me.
Photo: Me.
Minor editing: Me.
Taken: Sept. 26th 2010.

There is a mystic borderland that lies
Just past the limits of our work-day world,
And it is peopled with the friends we met
And loved a year, a month, a week or day,
And parted from with aching hearts, yet knew
That through the distance we must lose the hold
Of hand with hand, and only clasp the thread
Of memory. But still so close feel this land,
So sure we are that these same hearts are true,
That when in waking dreams there comes a call
That sets the thread of memory aglow,
We know that just by stretching out the hand
In written word of love, or book, or flower,
The waiting hand will clasp our own once more
Across the distance, in the same old way.

Written by: Helen Field Fischer.

Beautiful piece of writting indeed <3

lol. I really hope you all dig this!!

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Description
FULL VIEW PLEASE!
it never hurts :]

Model: Me.
Photo: Me.
Minor editing: Me.
Taken: Sept. 26th 2010.

There is a mystic borderland that lies
Just past the limits of our work-day world,
And it is peopled with the friends we met
And loved a year, a month, a week or day,
And parted from with aching hearts, yet knew
That through the distance we must lose the hold
Of hand with hand, and only clasp the thread
Of memory. But still so close feel this land,
So sure we are that these same hearts are true,
That when in waking dreams there comes a call
That sets the thread of memory aglow,
We know that just by stretching out the hand
In written word of love, or book, or flower,
The waiting hand will clasp our own once more
Across the distance, in the same old way.

Written by: Helen Field Fischer.

Beautiful piece of writting indeed <3

lol. I really hope you all dig this!!

Like this shot? Go here: [link]

Comments & faves are GREATLY appreciated