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A giant eye haunting me since eternity. A shadow from the past still lingering in my dreams, afterthoughts of what could be and what could not.They haunted me in dreams and thoughts until one summer, I found it in the gaze of beach-goers, vultures laying on leisure chairs, the vultures of my soul.
Vultures is about the feeling of being watched by strangers while swimming far away from shore. It's about the piercing stare of people . It's about you and me, meeting in a fleeting moment, still managing to leave a stain on the once clean fabric of my life. Obsessions stuck like a rusty nail in my brain, obsessions that need to come out, that need to be explored. An unsettling feeling that first took the form of rambled non-sensical writings and some day will take up abstract space in the pool of independent animated content.
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