Dynamics of 0 and 1; …101..010…

In a quiet corner of the winter there is a drought that rests in ominous cracks of sapless thoughts. Thirst. Meanwhile, not too far, life sheds her excess. Fallen. Resting on the ground, juicy fruits wait stoically for a hungry someone. Thirsty for this hunger, hunger quenches this thirst.

dry
THIRST
feather-blue
EXCESS

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  1. Wonderful first shot; great title as well.

  2. Prashant I like what you have done here! Your photos are always so beautiful! and you already know your words well…you know… 🙂

  3. “life sheds her excess”

    I feel like this is going to be stuck in my brain for while. It’s such a beautiful description 🙂

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