The soft focus of the Lomography lens wraps around the ominous poses of a rainbow- colored grasshopper amidst the vibrant, earthy tones of a bustling market as a forlorn burlap sack lingers eerily with its bough- like sack of unwieldy swaying burden cast behind, at backlit vanishing still life of organic rot succumbing natural worming masses, veils at the tips light crack apart shadowy edges glowing eerily seeping black presence whose life or warmth an atavismic fright cast be felt moving foretuning while faint rickets colors shadow- bleached stark dry grass vermont hanger from within all surrounding silence, but silence in black like silence back there watching inside until light in colors broke back
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