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*Gazing up at the smorgasbord of stars makes me all the more fonder of the darkness, Connecting light dots above my head on a magical canvas which is never, ever, artless. Vivid images constantly taking form, impeccable masterpieces floating way up above me, Heaven's art gallery with such divine work on show; hung--for all of us to see. By Lady R.F ©2017*
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
Magical Canvas
*Gazing up at the smorgasbord of stars makes me all the more fonder of the darkness, Connecting light dots above my head on a magical canvas which is never, ever, artless. Vivid images constantly taking form, impeccable masterpieces floating way up above me, Heaven's art gallery with such divine work on show; hung--for all of us to see. By Lady R.F ©2017*
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
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