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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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