In the horizon before me, a light that shines. A world that isn't mine, and the waters that don't support my path. Warm, my sky, burning, the sun, weak, the path, strong, my will. I am forever drowning, because I never learned to swim. The waters fill my lung as I struggle to make that world mine. I only ever get so far.
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Camera: Canon 77D
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