It's the tornado that sweeps me off my feet
I become its ragdoll, so easily uplifted
twigs and branches
tarnished fences
all surround me.
A whirlwind of new.
Im carried away.
On the other side of the lens.
I become its ragdoll, so easily uplifted
twigs and branches
tarnished fences
all surround me.
A whirlwind of new.
Im carried away.
On the other side of the lens.
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