PlackBird

Just capture what I like. So don't give a f about layout and art. Many many thanks.

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Have you ever met someone on the street that looks like your parents? I’ve been through such moments many times. A dark skinned man on an old red Wave, a woman whose eyes, wrinkles and hands looks like my mother.

Those moments, I always thought that today maybe they are just people who look like my parents, 

but one day, they are still just people who look like my parents, but seeing them makes my heart break.

It is not separation. It means never coming back. 

Never.

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