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#241 (permalink) |
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Join Date: Apr 2009
Location: Conor Oberst Was/is Here
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i really like the 2nd one.
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This Space for Rent
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Boston, MA
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Join Date: Apr 2009
Location: Conor Oberst Was/is Here
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![]() i consider this a type of art i didn't even have to photoshop it (you can almost see the magazines) |
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Join Date: Apr 2009
Location: Conor Oberst Was/is Here
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the first pic i had like this was accidental then i thought it looked cool so i made another but i purposely shook the camera around
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Quiet Man in the Corner
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Pocono Mountains
Posts: 2,480
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![]() ![]() "Last night beneath the mockery of the moon I heard the sudden startled whisperings Of wakened birds settling their restless wings; The North-east brought his word of gladness, 'Soon!' And all the night with wonder was a-swoon. A soul had breathed into long-dreaming things; Some unseen hand hovered above the strings: Some cosmic chord had set the earth in tune. And when I rose I saw the Bay arrayed In her grey robe against the coming heat. A pulse awoke within the stirring street-- The wattle-gold upon the pavements thrown, And through the quiet of the colonnade The smoky perfume of boronia blown."
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Your eyes were never yet let in to see the majesty and riches of the mind, but dwell in darkness; for your God is blind. Last edited by CanwllCorfe; 06-05-2009 at 08:08 PM. |
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