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We TALK and we WALK through a GARDEN not of stone daffodils or red roses but of GLASS glass of all  MANIPULATIONS and because of this FLOWERS  trees and other natural things no longer satisfy what I want is now much HIGHER PLEASE believe me when I say it is much HIGHER
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Sep 8, 2023
Sep 8, 2023 at 11:01 AM UTC
Chilhuly Glass
We TALK and we WALK through a GARDEN not of stone daffodils or red roses but of GLASS glass of all  MANIPULATIONS and because of this FLOWERS  trees and other natural things no longer satisfy what I want is now much HIGHER PLEASE believe me when I say it is much HIGHER
An abstract word painting
WhitHowland
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Sep 8, 2023
Sep 8, 2023 at 11:01 AM UTC
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