i don't think i need words for this photo. it is as much a memory of mine ( i wasn't even there ) as it is a very familiar piece of paper, a fantastic object, a very heavy representation of us / various seasons / seasons that haven't happened yet...i look at this photo several times a month. in my head it is an iconic image.i think sometimes being speechless is a good thing. i imagine that when it's good...when it's good...you sometimes have less to say.
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