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Every cell in my
Body wants to sing out, but
Life whispers: “Not yet”
About the Creator
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Elderly Woman Behind the Table in a Large Town
The glass of Absinthe sat before me. It’s quite amazing how despite such terror rendered upon their stones in the preceding decades, these streets still held the beauty I first read about as a girl. I never dreamed I’d set foot on these cobbles, at least not safely.
By Matthew J. Fromm7 days ago in Art
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Extraordinary piece 😊💯❤️💥