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🔰A little video filmed during the last days of 2020 and the first of 2021 on a Greek shore. The poem featured is "I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone" by Rainer Maria Rilke. The voice belongs to Tyler, who did an amazing job capturing the poem's essence. Hope you like it Forever Humbled, a kid with a camera 🔰Support me on Patreon: / illneas 🔰Find me here 🔗 / _illneas 🔗 / illneas 🔗 / illneas Second channel 🔗 / @akidwithacameraorjustillneas 🔰Communities - / discord - / 2314655172176122 - / searchingformeaning 🔰References -The narrator is Tyler https://www.artstation.com/sunshine-tm -The music is this: Lo Mimieux - Exile 🔰My equipment: I film handheld with a Panasonic Lumix G80 https://amzn.to/2uGqmQZ GX80 https://amzn.to/33e5Tye 📷Olympus M.Zuiko Digital 45mm F1.8 Lens https://amzn.to/2vr9P3N 🔰"I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone" by Rainer Maria Rilke I am much too alone in this world yet not alone enough to truly consecrate the hour. I am much too small in this world yet not small enough to be to you just object and thing dark and smart I want my free will and want it accompanying the path which leads to action; I want during times that beg questions, where something is up, to be among those in the know, or else be alone. I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection, never be blind or too old to uphold your weighty wavering reflection. I want to unfold. Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent; for there I would be dishonest, untrue. I want my conscience to be true before you; I want to describe myself like a picture I observed for a long time one close up like a new word I learned and embraced, like the everyday jug like my mother's face like a ship that carried me along through the deadliest storm