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Claire Keane
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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gracie abrams
Not today Justin

bliss lane
Sade Olutola
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oozey mess

if i look back, i am lost
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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pretty pebbles ♡
STRAWBERRY LOVE 🍓
they call me the endurer the way i endure and endure and endure and endure and well u get it
Konrad Mägi (Estonian, 1878-1925), Landscape, 1915-16. Oil on cardboard, 49.5 × 65.5 cm.
We Are the Daughters of the Microbes Who Could Survive in an Oxygen-rich Atmosphere
Yellowstone
emilie.hofferber
For My Special. (The Colors Of Love)
i have to stop myself from effusively telling people how beautiful the etymology behind the word ‘inspiration’ is. like it literally means god is breathing into you
When I Was Most Beautiful
Noriko Ibaragi was a Japanese post-war poet and writer. She wrote ‘When I Was Most Beautiful’ in 1957. Below is a version of the translated poem used by Pete Seeger on the album Rainbow Race/ Now/ Young vs. Old.
When I was most beautiful, Cities were falling And from unexpected places Blue sky was seen When I was most beautiful People around me were killed And for paint and powder I lost the chance
When I was most beautiful Nobody gave me kind gifts. Men knew only to salute And went away. When I was most beautiful My country lost the war I paraded the main street With my blouse sleeves rolled high
When I was most beautiful Jazz overflowed the radio; I broke the prohibition against smoking; Sweet music of another land! When I was most beautiful I was most unhappy I was quite absurd I was quite lonely
That’s why I decided to live long Like Monsieur Rouault, Who was a very old man, When he painted such terribly beautiful pictures, You see…?
I enjoy romantic walks around the local cemetery
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