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I was looking for a baroque frame and I found one of yours... that was perfect for my drawing, so I hope you don't mind but I used it here --> [link] If is there any problem please tell me and I will remove it from my gallery. thanks
-- " The clock needles are moving Slowly torturing my heart The branches elevates high and higher on sky To that place where I wont be able to arrive I hope you forgive me" .:"What will come" Lyric by IDIOSYNCRASY:.
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"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me". Erma Bombeck
If is there any problem please tell me and I will remove it from my gallery.
thanks
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Slowly torturing my heart
The branches elevates high and higher on sky
To that place where I wont be able to arrive
I hope you forgive me"
--
"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me".
Erma Bombeck
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