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Daisy Fantaisy ~ Distracted Abstract
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Not All Poppies Are Red
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... not even the crows
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Golden Spirit
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Colour Cascade
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Flame Tree
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On Concrete, Wood, and Metal
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Glowing like coals
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14 Holywell Street
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Ruby
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An Outburst Of Summer
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May Forget-Me-Nots - AMG Bookmark for May
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Japanese Crab
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Owls, Hunters, Silent Ghosts - It Is The Killing Time ...
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And If We Don't Want To ... We Won't Come Down
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When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves - Buddha
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I have a red irritation in my stomach. It's psychosomatic, caused by all the anger and the screaming.I'm always in pain, and that adds to the anger in our music. Kurt Cobain
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In the Cosmic Butterfly Garden
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Buffalo Days
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Scaring Parrots Up On High
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Adventure on El Mare Grande
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Showgirl Show-off
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St Frideswide's Evening Rush Hour Chaos
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Rhapsody Via Carte Postale
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"And now in autumn time ... I leave you but return to you. When you see my power fade and the leaves fall from the trees. When snow obliterates like death and all traces of me upon the Earth, then look for me inside the moon ..."
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“I won't telephone him. I'll never telephone him again as long as I live ....
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Autumn Geisha
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Red, Gold, and Green
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Hot Summer Landscape
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Flooded Bridges on the Isis
