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With camera in hand and spirit free, blah blah blah capture beauty, In every something, every tree, A world of erm…stuff, for me to see. Through lens I frame the perfect view, Of something high and skies of erm… grey, In golden light or morning dew, Landscape photography, doo doo doo. I seek the magic of each place, something something I'll embrace, In every shot, a story traced, Of nature's bits and bobs, full of grace.