The Rabbit exclaimed “I must tell you butterfly I’ve watched your pose and there is nothing I am more sure of than that I am in love with you from feelers to your absent toes”. The Monarch responded in a flit and a hurry “To love me true you must let me be free, I die when I am not left be”. The Rabbit paused to think with valor, “I will do as you say, and maybe I will meet you again one sunny day”. But his sentence of love was a sentence to death, and the Monarch collapsed and perspired from the Rabbit’s affection. “Now I will have you forever my dear, among my collection your innocence will be most queer”.
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Speechless!
Where did you get this picture from btw?
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Thank you! I actually took this picture, capturing the unique play of light just before it changed.
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That’s why I was quite astonished to see it…
Great work…
You took it with?
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Just an IPhone lol.
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Well then it’s more than a DSLR then!
Anyway
Nice work Anna!
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