when
we
lose
our
focus
things
become
blurred
they
become
fuzzy
edges
begin
to
fray
suddenly
peace
bleeds
into
war
and
even
when
we
squint
we
can
no
longer
see
what
is
right
in
front
of
us
as
a
species
we
have
lost
our
peaceful
focus
a
deadly
thing
to
do
This post is a collaboration š
Lovely photo by Paul Militaru
and powerful poem by GigiĀ
It’s funny how even out of focus, just looking at the image you can know exactly what is captured.
~ http://www.UBSkyLine.com
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Very true but sometimes the details are important. Sometimes they aren’t.
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[…] Out ofĀ focus. […]
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Thank you very much, Gigi ! š
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Always a pleasure.
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Awesome collaboration!! š
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Thank you so very much. It’s such a pleasure to write for Paul’s photographs.
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Wonderful wonderful! I love everything about this post! Yay! š
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Thank you Bling:)
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