I Love The Broken Ones…Too

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Rust and a wilted rose strike me as a perfect composition.

The more pictures I take, the more am I surprised by my taste. Is it even a taste if you like things that are broken, or does it mirror my character, because in real life I fight frantically for the underdog, the broken ones, the forgotten, the minorities, the overlooked, the misjudged.

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