There he stood, With a smile on his face, Looking at the camera, With utmost grace, The sun lit up his wheatish skin, His skin, Splendid, like the shades of a new sunrise, Beautiful, like his thoughts, his words, his truths and lies. His dusky hair swept up in a wave, The tracks of his … Continue reading The Photograph
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