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| The heaviest truths don’t float. They wait at the bottom. |
Memories. Regrets. The thoughts we try to bottle up and forget.
This photo started as a simple detail. A coin trapped at the bottom of a green bottle. But the more I looked, the more it felt like something deeper. Like how certain truths always settle, no matter how much you stir things around. They wait in the quiet, at the bottom, where the light barely reaches. Waiting to be noticed. Or remembered.
Sometimes, the smallest thing holds the most weight.
Location: Home, Dubai.
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