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Published: 2007-01-11 04:34:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 466; Favourites: 15; Downloads: 14
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if i build up the courage to lift my chin he is veiled in my bangs.imprinted into my memory like the frost of a red gingko.
he left me with a silhoetted smiles.
my first and last purpose in life.
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wow. ilove how this photograph turned out. wonderful effect.
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i can hear the ringing and it is one of my favourite sounds.
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