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A poem, translated…
find that peaceful place inside of you…breathe in, and out, in, and out…NOT my photograph…
The Orange Trees that Stood by the Side of the Roads
Had, Confused Gaudi’s Creativity
Managed to Cleanse Me Off
Allowing Me, to Turn, into a Scene of the Place
So, this, is on that meditative state you can be in, because you feel chaotic, interacting with the world, and that, is why, you desperately searched, for that sense of calm in yourself, and, you were able to find that, by slowing down your paces, and, becoming ONE with your external environment…
what peace looked like, NOT my photograph…
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