Dark thoughts, dark art, dark night
I'm tired and I have no fight.
Dark poetry, dark words
His photos were a bright spot.
The light attracted me.
Water and sky get my favor
So I look and I savor the light, the beach, the sky.
Photographer, come and laugh with me.
Laughter and light is how I think of your art.
What can I say?
You came and laughed with me
You were a bright spot in my day....)
( "mark flammable")
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