Those screams are breathing
And if this is polishing
it is abrasive.
Artwork by Franciszek Żmurko c. 1896 in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Thursday, March 16, 2017
Rough drafts
Those screams are breathing
And if this is polishing
it is abrasive.
Artwork by Franciszek Żmurko c. 1896 in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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