Nihil Verum Nisi Mors
I stand between two walls down a secluded pathway. Old walls. Walls that have been here long before me – and most probably will be there long after I am gone.
Five strangers walk before me. Unaware that they are being captured by my sneaky lens. Five lives who mean nothing to me yet they probably have a million stories to tell, just like you and I.
Life goes on. It always does, yet when the dust has settled and the decades have passed – we will have all grown old and the walls down the secluded pathway shall remain.
And the laws of probability will rule that these five unique lives will never cross my path… or my sneaky lens – ever again.
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Craig Bortmas gave props (23 Aug 2009):
Great idea and arangement.
Also by John Raptis
