Poppies by teresa~ ● portfotolio

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teresa~: Shy

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teresa~: Raindrops keep falling on my head

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teresa~: More Poppies!

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teresa~: Simplicity

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teresa~: Beauty

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teresa~: Californian Poppies

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teresa~: Exquisite

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teresa~: Delicate

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teresa~: Californian Poppies

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teresa~: Californian Poppies

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teresa~: After the rain

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teresa~: Poppy

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teresa~: Poppy and friend

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teresa~: Welcome!

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teresa~: Poppy

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teresa~: Soaking up the sun

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teresa~: ~Bring poppies for a weary mind that saddens in a senseless din~

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teresa~: ~Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze most softly lulling to my soul~

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teresa~: ~The poppies hung dew-dabbed on their stalks~

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teresa~: ~That we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone, that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe~

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teresa~: ~Mere colour, unspoiled by meaning and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways~

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teresa~: ~Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds~

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teresa~: ~The only way to have a friend is to be one~

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teresa~: ~The larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder~