Perspective

January 15, 2014

I sit by watching the world turn

Round, round, round.

I see the prom queen crowned,

The football team reign.

Everything and nothing

seems to revolve around me.

I sit by watching the world turn

Round, round, round.

Yet all I truly see

Is the screen of my camera

As I seek to capture

The beauty of the world.

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