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Bard

when I was little

the elders would say to me

do not be afraid

it is only the wind

but I knew a secret

the wind

would speak to me

tell me stories

only I could hear

some were memories

of the oldest trees

some were songs

for the broken land

but the ones I feared

were ghosts of every echo

carried by the breeze

never to find their home

‘Le Bal Blanc’ (the White Ball) by French painter Joseph-Marius Avy, 1903

Saskia Diez’s Fine Pearls

https://www.thedreslyn.com/theblog/mothers-day-gifts/

https://www.thedreslyn.com/fine-necklace-pearl-gold.html

gustav klimt's «judith»

i love this artwork so much, i find it intriguing and very very fascinating, judith's gaze is absolutely captivating

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