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May 26, 2012, 8:12:41 AM
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Rosario by j4d3 Rosario by j4d3
Come una serie incessante di ave maria, ripeto il mio mantra.
Errore dopo errore
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Like a prayer, like a rosary, i repeat my mantra, error by error
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Yasumiko Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2012
Beautiful shot! :)
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j4d3 Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
:thanks:
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Yasumiko Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2012
:rose: :)
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Siannia Featured By Owner Oct 30, 2012
Beautiful metaphora with the rosary!
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j4d3 Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Many thanks! That's exactely what i would do (:
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Always-Capture Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2012  Student Photographer
I featured this on my journal [link] - beautiful shot!
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MorbidHarlequin Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2012
Every step of the spine is like a bead, but they are not prayers... They are something of sadness.
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j4d3 Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Just like a bead, right.
Maybe a prayer is something that hides suffering, maybe it's hope when everything is dark all around...
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MorbidHarlequin Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2012
In a way.
Something like that, a balm to cover the wounds, but so often the balm is dry and does little to sooth the pain. The bones rise like knives screaming silently through the air. Every one is a story, a dream, a pray, a piece of a broken heart. The glow in the dark like dying fireflies, glisten with sweat and freeze in the cold nothingness, alone but together as one.
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j4d3 Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Very touching comment. I took a few days to re-read it and thinkin' about 'cause i loved so much this interpretation that is so closed to mine.
I thanks you very much to share it with me, i appreciate it :thanks:
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