We feel protected somehow,
As the house inclined falls
But us above on our mount,
Do not realize in climate
And in mood
That the illusion
Was that we
Were Tall
At all.
We feel protected somehow,
As the house inclined falls
But us above on our mount,
Do not realize in climate
And in mood
That the illusion
Was that we
Were Tall
At all.
Your Art is always Great. Thanks for sharing and congrats again 😉
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Thank you so much, it’s comments like these that make sharing worthwhile! 😊
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