Richness is not in the fanciness of our walls
but from the ages of our stones
From my home town
much love
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My heart asks about that vibe Its questions me and pleads for your sight What can I tell my heart tonight? As it begs to see yo... -
I saw no lines or scribbles I saw no shapes of bright colors there was no identification, no indication there was only Contrast ...
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