The truth with Photography
You can catch it in the flow, or you can catch it in the slow. Either way, its composed of opposites, yet these opposites are still prominent. We capture photographs with our eyes, such as the beauty of a firefly.
But here, I am the photographers. I capture the truth of life. And honestly, it ain't always fucking popular. It can pierce us like a hunting knife. Us photographers capture the true unjust, but you still wouldn't believe us.
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