It's amazing that how photos can talk.
How they can express about transparent feelings.
They talk without saying any word at all.
About pain
About laughter.
About poorness
About anger.
About happiness
About broken desires.
Just listen to their true voices
They are unseen somehow
Just souls of Angeles
Are able
To hear their silence.
Only pure souls
Can take a nap behind those distances
To see and hear
Through the reality and magic
Just fly in solitude of silence
And you will hear...them
Telling you millions of stories: :
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