Istanbul
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One stands lonely ‘ in the world going through life’s ups and downs firmly the roots are grounded as the person knows they are a minority of one and then the magic happens when eyes meet a welcome look attachments seem like sparkling fire the blaze a raging melt as the two become one.
- This beauty story was photographed by @sarehhphotography
- Makeup and hair @andrea.sheehan.makeup
- Accessories by @elipeacock
- Models @xxooxe @bilalalhagri
- https://www.sarehphotography.com/beach
- https://www.andreasheehan.com/
Poem by Myrtle Thomas
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