Monday 12 November 2012 photo 16/61
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She was my best friend once, in another time, another place. One day she dissapeared, no one could find her. She's in another place now, another place I can't describe or touch. The only way to get in touch with her or feel her near me is through my dreams. Were she usually appear, soft as silk, she smells like flowers.
Annons
Camera info
Camera NIKON D5100
Focal length 38 mm
Aperture f/4.5
Shutter 1/13 s
ISO 3200