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the photographs of road signs charged by light,

footprints on the dashboard

or blurred trees  stooped like men picking leaves.

 

Or the back of my head, the garden shed

or all the landscapes from summer days when

we turned the camera on ourselves

 

and photographed nothing but wind.

We send thanks

and message school friends, relatives

 

and people w...

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