Golden Light on Green Dog, A Self Portrait.

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Sometimes images can be unreal, collide with what we see and seem more dreamlike than substantial. Seconds become infinite. Thoughts swirl like snowflakes on a winter day, crystalizing hopes and diluting fears into the haze of days gone by.
Who is the real me? Who can tell if just below the surface brews a storm, or if an extraordinary light can change an ordinary instant?

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