I am...
I am...A photographer
I woke up with bold letters in my brain
As my teacher asked me the night before
What would be your dream job
And who would you grow up to be
This isn't as easy as it seems
And it took me a while to find it out
I had tried everything I thought of
To points my life was filled with doubt
I stood outside where mother nature took me in
Taught me beauty that lied within
The sky's and landscapes of our earth
Breathless where I just wanted to capture more
This is where I found out who I am
A human being that captures life
Just one shot one click and one memory
Letting everyone know what mother nature is really about
Yes she has took my breath away
And with my pictures I capture I will do the same
This isn't just a one day kind of thing
This is who I am....A photographer
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