night flight leaving
an imprint on the window
i scoop a shallow grave
a bridle hangs
in the empty stall
Putting music to words, and words to pictures ~
My journey - The good, bad and the ugly
Personal photography blog. Updated daily. Run by a pickle enthusiast who never stops singing.
CLICKS THROUGH MY EYES
Photos. Words. Discovery.
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