Photography Psychology — 14 September 2012

Sometimes you can feel his presence/Looking over you with hints in the sky/Crying over your head with tears of stone/Clearing the air with clouds of smoke/Blowing the wind with thrust of anger/Pressing down the sky just to let you know his there.

From Gilad

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