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cynthiatedy: csar · dasa Hungarian dance with a slow introduction and a fast, wild finish
cynthiatedy:The words spoken in your dream was faded,even so, it’s still there for you. It&rsq
cynthiatedy:The eyes of roses are blind
busy-old-fool: commission by cynthiatedy He greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him g
cynthiatedy:Simple things really are very precious.Nothing has to be special, it’s all preciou
the mixsupport the artists // @papapu-u - @himmoon - @72tsp@cynthiatedy // middle row@genn
When I was scrolling down through a wallpaper app, I happen to come across these stunning artworks.
cynthiatedy:as the river stretches longeryour voice sinks deeperas sorrow becomes too denseto be pou
cynthiatedy: The eyes of roses are blind
cynthiatedy: “You can even curse at me or steal things from me. But please don’t lie t
cynthiatedy: no permanent address
cynthiatedy: not once eternalthe exchange of abundanceyet what remains will thrivestanding by for an
cynthiatedy: What are you? Would I slow down to a near halt, to understand you a little longer? &mda
cynthiatedy: Why do I create? Because I need to be loved. — It struck me when Christopher Doyl
cynthiatedy: It’s hard to be just one thing and not another.Occasionally we become someone els
the-ah-gassi: cynthiatedy: “You can even curse at me or steal things from me. But please don&r
cynthiatedy: to live, to breathe our memoriesof loss, of who we wereand hold
cynthiatedy: They are dazzlingly ordinary. They often are something you’ve encountered before.
cynthiatedy: “You can even curse at me or steal things from me. But please don’t lie to
cynthiatedy: “I like the night. Shape loses meaning, engulfed by the dark.”
cynthiatedy:not once eternalthe exchange of abundanceyet what remains will thrivestanding by for ano
cynthiatedy:I don’t want to see you alonebecause I will see an empty spacewhere I used to be
cynthiatedy: to live, to breathe our memoriesof loss, of who we wereand hold
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