The Cleaner
Look to the sky and sigh out loud
Shield not my love, these wayward clouds
A brush, a palette in my hand
I try to wave them off.
50th Post. It really took some time.
Look to the sky and sigh out loud
Shield not my love, these wayward clouds
A brush, a palette in my hand
I try to wave them off.
50th Post. It really took some time.
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