I swear White blinded nothing
my heart Is full of Remembrance
it is the birth of the lost soul.
Of bee be. A white clothe
mysteries of : the children
eating sun so pleasantly
I walk the long path
I was never-child

:: 08-20-2015 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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