Day 717, frame. Day's pictures, Poetry Are we painting our lives? Or the frame that cuts off. Do we choose our colors? Or the brush that we use. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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