Poetry Pieces of me Posted by Tino Hondo on 20 Nov 201918 Dec 2022 Sometimes she felt like mourning herself. Holding a memorial with all the pieces of her that broke, withered and died Share this:TwitterFacebookWhatsAppPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related
Ankara & Lattes 
❤️❤️😍😍😍😍
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😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Who is the artist, if I may ask?
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I am not sure. Just came accross it and loved it. Normally I credit the artists but in this case cant seem to find who it is. Beautiful piece though
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Many thanks for following my blog, which is appreciated.
Best wishes, Pete.
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so lit
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Wow.
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