eye of the wanderer

motion of light

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Movies are born from beams so bright,
Shaping stories, chasing light.

Shadows whisper, colors gleam,
Framing moments, building dreams.

Without its glow, the screen turns bare,
No depth, no motion, nothing there.

Light bends, reveals, and sets the tone—
A spark that makes the story known.

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