Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
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I thought this was an oddly compelling image. I liked it.
I agree completely. That was my first thought as well, but I'm not sure exactly what it is about the image. Maybe the juxtaposition of the older looking man and the young, vibrant woman? It really tells a story.
I found this image very interesting. I am longing to know what is the story? Why is there a room with a big screen and one man? Image composition works very well for me.
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