It takes one day of seeing the gallery
That's when the camera discovers you
It knows you won't do it for a salary
This happens because it knows you'll pursue
My eyes are always wandering
Taking a sudden mind picture
I study, I'm pondering
Should it be added to my mixture?
Take time to study the subject
People, nature... Animals, places
I have a theme that, for me, is perfect
Now take the portrait, as I like faces
I edit until my dream comes true
It's printed and framed, but the magic is you
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