A special twilight
Of baby blue
And black and white...
The longing doesn't stop there
The martyrs will tell you
It's the black and white
That spells us
It's the joining of us, that goes there...
Copyright July 21rst, 2018. @robyneggs. Original photography and poetry by Robyn Eggs. Edited using PicsArt, images are free for personal use.
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