

The Traveller"The Traveler's Ballad"The Traveller
Through the winter, spring, summer, and fall, Through high times and some low, Through the mountains, fields, and forests tall, I am a restless soul.
Through the rain, sleet, and storm's wrath, Through farm, town, and mill, Through br


Blank Walls"Blank Walls"Blank Walls
Memories cast on the walls of a room, faded by both time and by scorn. Their colors will vanish quite soon. Its pictures- its memories- torn.
Where images once graced the walls, now abides hollowness galore. These images "without a cause" now recklessly litter the floor.
You thought you could cast them behind- "purify" your mind of these "things". In truth, memories help your mind. They lighten the dark your life brings.
Cling to your precious memories! Do not erase them from your walls! Don't cover them with fan
I'm trying desperately to contact you!
I want you to come back to Gaia!
Or at least give me back my NM scarf
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I dedicate my art to the lovely world of cats. I mean... who wouldn't want to cook mice cookies?
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This is your life, and it's ending one moment at a time.
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This is your life, and it's ending one moment at a time.
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This is your life, and it's ending one moment at a time.
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sarah mavro
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