trees brush
the evening skies
a swirling
sea of dirty oils
and I must draw the curtains.
Monday, 24 September 2012
Black Canvas
Black
trees brush
the evening skies
a swirling
sea of dirty oils
and I must draw the curtains.
trees brush
the evening skies
a swirling
sea of dirty oils
and I must draw the curtains.
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