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Sewing Papers
Upon this very nightfall
I bestow the breath of my
very existence on which our
souls akin to the warmth from
plighted love giveth under the
apple tree where our hearts
took shelter.
Published 4th Jul 2015
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4th Jul 2015 8:41pm
This is a great interpretation of this portrait Rose. It captures the woman's anguish brilliantly.
4th Jul 2015 8:46pm
Yes i agree
she overly took risks
by the looks of things xD
a lesson here to be learned
she overly took risks
by the looks of things xD
a lesson here to be learned
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