There is sweet music here that softer fallsThan petals from blown roses on the grass
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies
Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes
Tennyson
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"The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity." George Bernard Shaw
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5 comments:
This one is so soft. Amazing how one picture can sum up a word so totally.
Magical. Can't think of a better word for this one Oliviah. Wonderful work you do. :-)
this is like a magical fairy forest...very enchanted
Lovely fractal. I like your style. This amazing, Monet-like image paired with Tennyson. Wow! Overwhelming.
pretty!
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