“It is the disease of not listening that I am troubled with.”
~ William Shakespeare ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in November 1980.
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NO ONE LISTENING
Categories: Photography, Poetry
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“Let me listen to me and not to them” ~ Gertrude Stein