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They Are Rocks, I See Music?

July 09, 2014 - Sounds and rhythm all about Listen with our beating hearts Audible becomes music our souls sought Light and darknes...
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The Meaning of Independence Day Found in a Photograph

July 07, 2014 - On this year's Fourth of July, I embarked on a mission to take photos, but without a true destination like a traveler on...
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