A Handful of DusT.

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A Handful of DusT.
A Handful of DusT.

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. T.S. ELIOT

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Taken on: December 18, 2013
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Camera: Olympus E-PL1, f/5.0, 1/80 sec, 28mm, ISO 200 (more info) (hide info)
Camera: Olympus E-PL1
Aperture: f/5.0
Exposure Time: 0.013 sec (1/80)
Focal Length: 28mm
ISO: 200
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
Flash: Auto, Did not fire
Exposure Program: Program AE
Exposure Mode: Auto
Metering Mode: Multi-segment
White Balance: Auto
Gain Control: Low gain up
Color Space: sRGB
Software: OLYMPUS Viewer 3 1.1W
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