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And I often find myself looking at the world through someone elses lens saying, "What a beautiful photo. What a beautiful place." And I mark it in my mind as somewhere I'd rather be. And I'm forced back into my own world. But I live here everyday, and maybe it's more beautiful then I remember. And maybe someday I hope I can inspire another soul to see the world through my lens And hope for more.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
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And I often find myself looking at the world through someone elses lens saying, "What a beautiful photo. What a beautiful place." And I mark it in my mind as somewhere I'd rather be. And I'm forced back into my own world. But I live here everyday, and maybe it's more beautiful then I remember. And maybe someday I hope I can inspire another soul to see the world through my lens And hope for more.
melissa-ann
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
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