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| Inner Space II |
Look to the eagle soaring,
Look to the snow-covered fir,
Look to the stars shining,
Look to one's own front door. AB
"Life begins and spirits rise,
and they become memories that vaporize,
and the vapor becomes the dreams we devise,
and while we are dreaming,
time flies." --Jimmy Webb
Lovely art and lovely words go together well!
ReplyDeletethanks Robin. Seems like melancholy is in the air at the moment.
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