Poppies
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Vladimir Volegov The horses gallop In the steppe covered by A sea of poppies. Memories of true freedom Dancing in my consciousness.
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Vladimir Volegov The horses gallop In the steppe covered by A sea of poppies. Memories of true freedom Dancing in my consciousness.
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Originally posted on merryfairy:
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Amazing artwork and words from a outstanding Poet. Please read and enjoy.
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