ShadowDancer
Kansas City, UNITED STATES
My earliest memories are of writing, reading, and taking photos. Art has always been a part of me.
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Touched By Fire
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*what is left of me from you* - homepage layout suggestion
what is left of me from you
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- where delicate whispers / copied themselves and disappeared, My heart in ink - current writing
- Ocean & Earth
- Beautiful Algeria
- Cityscapes Architecture
- for the love of children
- Of dreams and love
- B&W
- Reflections, Lights, & Life
- Melancholy & Heartache
- I watch, / cars filled with souls / pass on the bridge, / reflecting in water below. Inked: Melancholy, Heartbreak, Sadness
- Do you understand what / you did to me when / you poured your fire / over my hearts dry leaves? Inked: Love & Dreams
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