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my muse

eye through a lens. you in a one inch box. captured time, and again. i took so many pictures of you. so many faces of you. when did i stop? ©jjj

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to my drinking partner

i grew ten times larger with each shot thrown back. keeping up with you was fun. those days were all about those weekends those weekdays. nights of risk&chance of courage&lit vulnerability of hot experimenting&illusion of trust&silent moments boundaries not bound … Continue reading

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