Hope
beyond the realm of fleeting ecstasy that fades at the death of dawn as night unveils itself it is hope, that remains for within the dreary depths of darkness its light shines brightest and amplifies the glorious cadence of our souls…
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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