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Blog Description: Life's painting in verse. da Vinci said: "painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen" -- he's was quite right.

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Blog Owner: Deborah White

Blog Added: February 11, 2008 05:02:20 PM

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