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The images only make your heart throb when you’ve seen it with your own eyes. When you know what it feels like to stand before the real thing and feel everything it gives to you. To feel the life it breathes into your soul. The world has made it so simple to witness beautiful images. But really, you only feel it inside your being if you’ve had a taste. Only if you’ve had a moment hand in hand with it. You won’t know it until it happens to you. It’s a kind of love. An experience that molds into a part of your soul, you are forever shaped by it. And there is no going back.
  
    
    
 

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