December 2011
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The xx - Eyes Open (Demo)
Today I received a lovely letter from Shaun at...
Stoked
“I got snow on my baguette on the walk back to the chalet..”
– FirstWorldProblems
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Nostalgia for the present
Crisp.
A thin divide between hill and sky,
Sliced by sun, they bleed into each other until one
then each other.
Becoming themselves in the evening,
finding true self by night.
Bound by cycle and routine and time
escape is never
far from sight.
They yearn to meet, to find their missing half.
Darkness does not exist in their world,
merely the absence of light..
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madevisible-deactivated20120104 asked: Connor! Are the photographs all yours!? They are incredible!!!!! Miss ya
moflaherty asked: My goodness Connor Mackenzie, you astound me. Such beautiful shots. Are you having a wonderful time?