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Sunset is the opening music of the night
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Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky
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A tree is a tree - how many more do you need to look at
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Cloudy winter sky
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What can I say more ?
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What can I say ?
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Atmosphere
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Turbulence
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Blue sky blues
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Ice and water
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Charcoal cloud
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No title this time
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Jewel in the crown
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a nice place to be
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Sun is gone
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golden times
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varying weather conditions
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hazengrauw
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a nice memory
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many trees, many clouds
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cloudy
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mirror world
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before it began to rain
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sunset in goudriaan
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winter sky 5
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more winter sky
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winter sky
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almost fantasy
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instructions for advanced readers
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water.... left and right
