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  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
    She said when you turn the corner
    You will no longer see
    You’ll be loved or you’ll be hated
    For your words and for your dreams
    There is a vein for silver, and a place for gold
    Iron out of earth, and brass out of stone
    Darkness oozes shadows onto her skin
    In her hands she measures the weight of the wind
    There is a stranger in my head screaming naked in the rain
    My mind is clear but my soul is insane- Nausher
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography
  • andrea - Nausher Nash Banaji Photography