Pleasant Valley, NY — “untitled”
I wandered lonely on the ground
The snow doth melt and wash away,
A season full of muted sound,
Will return again, some day;
The one that stares will soon appear,
From the ground, in search of tears.
The valley
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- eastcoastpaperboy
Tags: new york, ny, photography, pleasant valley, poetry, polaroid spectra

Nice job tito