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I see the wind blowing through the trees
And the birds singing within them.
I can heard the water flowing away
And the rocks that tell it to stop.
I can feel the gentle song someone sings
And sing along with it.
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I can see the fire burning
And feel the warmth of that rage.
The bundle of petals and leaves
And smell its calming scent.
The people playing in the park
Shouts of joy carry through the air.
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A warm touch
A cool whisper
A tight hug
A gentle look
A strong pace
A soft kiss
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The last breath
A new beginning
An old journey
A shining pen
Cold hands
Open Mind
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These are what I see
Though I try to show others
They can't see it
So there's only one word that describes me best
I'm a photographer
And my word is
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