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no limits

I have no compass

And I have no map

And I have no reasons

No reasons to get back


And I have no religion

And I don't know what's what

And I don't know the limit

The limit of what we've got


Zooropa, U2


this is what you see when you look up early on in Lower Antelope Canyon. a slice of sky, where fierce winds howl and little wispy clouds skitter across the cobalt. sometimes sand blows in and drops down on you. but you don't care. you're too wide-eyed, fascinated with the world you're exploring below.

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Taken on March 26, 2009