My old shoes which I love just as much...
posted by Elefantasia at
1:17 PM
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Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air; I see her tripping where the bright streams play, Happy as the daisies that dance on her way. Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour, Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er:
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2 Comments:
really nice drawing. did you draw that?
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SD, at 7:21 AM
Yep..Thank you:)
By
Elefantasia, at 8:11 AM
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