She Shot You

CAPTURING A DAILY DOSE OF MY VISUAL CLARITY

All Photos ©RNA-Photography 2011-2013.

So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty ways
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air, air

Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still that summer I cannot bare
And I wipe the sand from my arms
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you’d wanna
Leave the horror here

Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands

-   Foals - Spanish Sahara 

The darkest moments of one’s life may carry the seeds of the brightest tommorow

- Ella Fitzgerald

Re-examine all you have been told….Dismiss what insults your Soul”

- Walt Whitman

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