Lights

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Capturing the light, ever changing in its beauty. Afternoon’s summer lights, dancing with the wind, in the slight curtain crease. During nap time, one can observe its sensual and moving velvety. Lights cutting threw darkness with abstract lines, rubbed out details. Only to say that I am born in a country with blazing taintless light. It was dressed up in dusty-like immaterial landscape.