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let it come out from within you,

the showers are ready,

the thunder is blazing through.

#fear #thunder & #you

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Why can’t you just aimlessly drive to nowhereland and lay down on the forbidden ground?

And while you lay down, why can’t you just look at the clouds and howl till you drown in your own thoughts of wisdom?

Why can’t you just seek advice from yourself?

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Pondering near the shore,

Something, someone, in need of more.

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As long as you love me,

As long as you don’t leave me,

I will show you everyday,

How intense our love can be.

In our small house,

On our doorsteps,

We will create stories,

For a million miles ahead.

And at night,

Nights that we’ll cherish,

We together will build,

A bond that never diminishes.

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Hey wait!!!! Where are you going?

Why are you running?

Is everything alright?

Is this what they call churning?

Is it the hustle that bothers you?

Or do you just become socially awkward in adulthood?

What is it? Please tell me.

*lucky are those who find people that need answers to these questions in a city where no one gives a damn, and that’s whom you should call your fam*

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Final Project -- My Obsession? My Son!

#narrative 

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Photography exhibit displaying some of our spring semester’s work, set up by class of NEWS 660 at Communication Arts department, NYIT.

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Rain or fog, you bet New Yorkers are gonna stop!

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Believing someone resonates an illuminated candle,

A candle put out to evoke exoticism,

A feeling that surpasses skepticism.

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They said you will be fine, but I still whined,

Do you think being crystalline comes with time?

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Is it just cliché or do people really can’t help falling in love under the pouring rain?

In search for mental warmth rather than physical one.

Cold air blows and icy liquid runs down that face.

Some like dancing in the rain and some don’t even want the season of showers to exist.

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Back and forth, as if it were a evil embodiment or a soul which could walk through objects?

Shot at a metro station around 9:00 am.

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Image source– Greenwich Time Notre Dame is attached with countless people’s sentiments. Almost all of them reckon this church as a way to connect with God. For them, seeing the church tear down to flames is similar to the despairing event of what happened to World Trade Center in 2001. Some people identify themselves through this church by recalling their presence near or around it, in their childhood or adulthood. The announcement done by French President Emmanuel Macron in regards to rebuilding this church is ecstatic; accompanied by marking the beginning of a national donation for the same is jubilant. It will not be the same church after it is rebuilt, only for the reason that heritage structures have the ability to woo people and activate sense of sight, hearing smell, touch. It will also bring in a lot of elements from 21st-century to it now, just as the church has had elements from the 12th, 13th, 14th and 19th centuries previously.

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Do you have to be in it to understand it?

Do you really need to have a sister to know about the relationship that sisters share?

There are no right or wrong answers to these questions and so I proceed with my own thoughts— best friend or cousin sister cannot replace the bond that you share with a person that came from the same womb as yours. It’s that simple. Call it soul connection or inherent qualities.

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Commute life described in one frame without the use of living subjects.

I have always considered shadows to be a form of soul; outer soul. While shadows in general, create a sense of mystery.

Not to forget that inanimate objects creating shadows is even more baffling if we look at it as a form of soul representation.

Raises a question- do objects feel?

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Dear photo,

Not until I saw you did I realize that you were meant to be a sign for me.

If only I had listened to you and never gone out that day, and instead had chosen to head home, I would have never committed that mistake of a lifetime.

But here I am, staring at you with my gloomy eyes, in a hope to get directed by you at every turning point of my life.