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The objects are close to the ceiling, different from many that i see.

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I see outer space in our garage floor.

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Painting mess up pt1. In love with imperfection

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Holes that’ve been in this closet since my family moved in. Thought it seemed awkward.

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Painting mass up pt2. I didn’t notice until all of the paint supplies was thrown away.

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Hoverboard accident. I tried going fast, when told not to, and crashed into a door.

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Bumps on the wall. Not sure what they’re from. Not paint though.

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I see an ice castle in this chandelier shadow.

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The only closet inn my house that is completely empty. Thought it was weird.

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Not sure how the bloches happened. I moved my dresser from in front of this and found either scratches from the dresser or a painting mess up..pt3?

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Song lyric:
“Give me somethin’ to hold, in my hand
Oceans, rivers and hills, hold me back
Always will be, The roamin’ kind
Each trip a new pair of shoes, always black
Ohh, I need a new band on my hat
Ohh, sun is beatin’ down on my back
Water get me out of my head”

Not wanting to leave home, or comfort. That’s how I understand this song. I see it as this person needing something new in their life but it just wont apear.

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Haiku:
Past life, sit and think
Now, one more chance to wonder
Love, believe in you

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Most photo need time to think. These don’t..or shouldn’t at least. My “art” is something the mind should feel comfort but uncertain with. The mind is black when my photos are seen..or is it opposite?