A pall of smoke, like ghosts that softly creep, Hangs heavy 'cross the vale, the hills asleep
Tag: trees
Unpracticed
You just keep going. You keep painting. Even if it’s a little messy.
A pall of smoke, like ghosts that softly creep, Hangs heavy 'cross the vale, the hills asleep
You just keep going. You keep painting. Even if it’s a little messy.
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