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Feb 2017
sometimes I feel sad for no reason
I'm conscious of the good but
there are moments that something deeper is felt
yet so completely misunderstood by my own mind

there are evenings when I'm driving my car and feel the impulse to pull over and
immerse myself into the simple things
to distract myself from the deeper things I
cannot understand

almost always
its the sameΒ Β piece of land
different hour, different day
different weather
playful shadows and celestial fragments of light
are out to play after a cold, rainy yesterday
what is beautiful today may appear flawed tomorrow

sometimes I take photos to remember the way I felt when I captured what I found beautiful in that moment
it isn't just what you see
it's what you feel when you see it

*there is so much ugly in this world, promise me you will try your best to see the beauty
Francesca Parenti
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Francesca Parenti  st petersburg, fl
(st petersburg, fl)   
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