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| | | | | . . ' Her mother holds her, feeds her, cleans and dresses her; always there for every need. * One moment the warmth of the womb, the next a strange new place, for she's in the springtime of her life. In the summer of her life she blossoms, blooms and brings into this... | |
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| | | | | A field of red poppies is A reminder of blood spilled Innocent die when a conflict Erupts between two countries For land, for power or for gain The losers are always the innocents There are no winners in any war For the loss of live can never be justified Sacrificing many to gain a little... | |
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| | | AI art from: HotPot ISome might call this wild mess: rewilding.Grass so long: a cat could hide.To me: another chore. Photo from: The Digital Lens AI art from: Bing Art Generator II enriching the weeds and blossoming budgolden hour ignites petals;rich dusk in the garden. Photo from: Pexels (taken by the talented Irina Iriser) III... | ||