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Degas’s Shoulders draw the eye to rolling landscape bald above blue tree line or interrupted by crenellated hedgerow daubed with a satin butterfly poised to dry her wings before clearing a rise of clavicle countryside set alight where I wander lost amid familiar landmarks.
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
Dega's Shoulders
Degas’s Shoulders draw the eye to rolling landscape bald above blue tree line or interrupted by crenellated hedgerow daubed with a satin butterfly poised to dry her wings before clearing a rise of clavicle countryside set alight where I wander lost amid familiar landmarks.
dave-hardin
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
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