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Mirela Pindjak<br />
When it’s hard to speak and to say out loud what touched you very deeply, maybe even left<br />
scars on your hear, opened a window to your pain and sadness …<br />
you have to find a way to express it even without words...<br />
to show it..to give it a voice..to shape it ..<br />
for me ..<br />
photographs became visible evidence of my life and gave me a chance to let go of those heavy<br />
burdens to live and to be free of my past…<br />
My desire is to reach through them all the people who felt the same and to help them find<br />
peace and if nothing else to give them some comfort in knowing that they are not forgotten<br />
and definitely not alone in feeling sad and in pain….<br />
There is beauty in despair and something primeval in a desperate person, in these moments<br />
we can see, even just for a moment, what truly means to be a HUMAN – vulnerable and fragile<br />
but still a SURVIVOR.<br />
“floating in our rivers of solitude..<br />
shattered by the rocks and cold waters..<br />
silhouettes on the mirrored lakes…<br />
nothing but misted ghosts..<br />
invisible we are..<br />
shadows ..<br />
nothing but a breeze..<br />
touching dead trees that surround us…<br />
feeling their dry leafs falling on our faded faces..<br />
we become essence of nothingness…<br />
only breath on the frozen mirrors ..<br />
forgotten and never remembered..”<br />
by Mirela Pindjak<br />
(Mirpi)<br />
mirpiphotography.blogspot.com<br />
facebook.com/pages/Mirpi-Photography<br />
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