What Was Waiting To Be Found

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A shard, a fractured remnant, echoes of a memory encapsulated within the discarded refuse, dressed so eloquently in black tides, a funeral marched to shore, a crown rests its deeds before the altar, an object of impermanent perfection.

– Josh Fleming

Image by: Vivien Bertin

https://www.behance.net/gallery/29487991/ICELAND-Travel-between-landscapes

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