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speedlite came in
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to be the ducks floating across foggy lakes
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one of those lakes u want the dive team to search for ur body in
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for rain you are, and to rain you shall return
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a photo i took tonight with my favorite camera
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probably my favorite video i ever made
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i had a dream recently, we laid in a vast field and you watched the clouds while i followed the blue in between
turning over to me you somehow knew exactly where my eyes were
before saying anything else, you told me you were glad we had the whole sky covered
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just smoke some weed and hop on wikipedia baby
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spent too much time in the trees
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you were there, with a camera in your hands
#digicam#mine#photography#rural#ruralcore#sony alpha#canon a3100is#fujifilm finepix#summer#woods#trees
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you’re one of my top 5 tumblr crushes and i remember seeing an ask asking if you were gay and now i know you’re straight so a little heartbroken but you’re still so handsome and i love your blog! mwah 🤎
i really appreciate this love you
top 5 is hilarious though you really got us ranked up
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MGJ130 is the longest running yard truck we have, i inherited it a few months ago and have been using it daily since.
i love yard trucks, and the stories they carry. i use mine to drive around the yard and pull parts, it is never given a break.
when i start it in the morning ill sometimes think of what it looked like to sit in the first time it was ever started.
i wonder how many people owned it before it was totaled. if anyone had made love within. its all mine now, it will die with me. ive had some that came and went, crushed into cubes an eighth of their original size, all to be sold as scrap metal, melted into steel to be turned into joists for buildings, the barrels of military rifles, and yes, yet again, cast and flattened into body panels for cars being produced right now.
next time you sit down in your car, just think about it. you, every molecular compound within you, the car around you, isnt yours.
all you are, and all you have, is simply blessed enough to be. so love it while it has. and love while you have.
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babushkas baclava
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Wow … I was not expecting to be visited in my dreams by an angel last night … Her presence was luminescent, star encircling, and was endowed with an intoxicating chevelure. There was a real soul connection that I had felt with this person, a familiarity that appeared decades-long, at least. We had just arrived back home after a vacation together (which already is such an exalted, incredible feeling to begin with) and threw ourselves onto each other while making passionate love on the living room floor.
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