Saturday

Forgotten Places

When time passes by over the human imprint, often something intriguing inhabits these abandoned places.


By Zac Boyet

Thought it might be the observer, whom while gazing at the emptiness of such an awful shadow, tends to look for some meaning out of its shape. Maybe because the senseless becomes so unbearable, a past reality asks to be created. Like an instinctive reaction, attempting to calm the lament of the soul.


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