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leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,
leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,
leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,
leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,
leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,
leaberphotos:  “I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter,

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banshy:  Wind River Range // Jaxson Pohlman

banshy: Wind River Range // Jaxson Pohlman

art-aegis:  Wake Up! by Erik Johansson ( website ) ( instagram

art-aegis: Wake Up! by Erik Johansson ( website ) ( instagram

thedesigndome:  Tokyo Forest and Shrine Spectacularly Illuminated

thedesigndome: Tokyo Forest and Shrine Spectacularly Illuminated

thesadghostclub:  it’s like it all gets tangled up in my pockets…

thesadghostclub: it’s like it all gets tangled up in my pockets…

dennybitte:   under the eye of the storm   by Denny Bitte

dennybitte: under the eye of the storm by Denny Bitte