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No Tomorrow by Deb Clark

I was stepping onto a plane, heading south to see her and capture Autumn when I got the news.
My beautiful photographer friend had died.
Although I got the camera out a couple of times my heart just wasn’t in it.
It wasn’t until I put the drone up here that I could let the tears fall.
There was something freeing about soaring high above the earth.

I cried for the battle that was so bravely fought, but couldn’t be won.
I cried for the total waste of it all.
I cried for all the tomorrows, that will never come.

In memory of Victoria Bowman

“The perfect light in an extra special sunrise.
The most vivid color in a heart-stopping sunset.
And the brightest sunshine in a cloudless day”

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May 2023
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Creator earnings
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  • Location: Central otago, new zealand