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Jan 2019
I remember the first time,
I picked up this camera
Wasn't so sure
Could it be a sure thing?
Like you being by my side
My first thought
Was to run to that spot we found
Way back ago, when finding views
Is all we loved to do
My mind and vision
My lens, my camera
Can't go a day without.
Masin
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Masin  24/M/Los Angeles
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