Distortion, texture, light.
It’s how we perceive reality, yet it can all be so flawed.
Tomorrow, a new day, to make new mistakes, to make new discoveries, to wonder about it all.
Weird.
Distortion, texture, light.
It’s how we perceive reality, yet it can all be so flawed.
Tomorrow, a new day, to make new mistakes, to make new discoveries, to wonder about it all.
Weird.
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