It is still now in the sunshine. With the cold we take a rest.
Never one for patience or that gift to know what’s best.
We wait it out or blunder and that might look the same.
Somehow we made it this far. Still in this wonder game.
Still
It is still now in the sunshine. With the cold we take a rest.
Never one for patience or that gift to know what’s best.
We wait it out or blunder and that might look the same.
Somehow we made it this far. Still in this wonder game.
This picture is through a glass pane?
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Painting
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Wonderful!
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Thank you!
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