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rbpainter

  • ArtistRand Burns
  • Typeimage
  • Dimensions16 x 13”
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You had to leave. There was no choice. Like the rustling of autumn leaves we tread lightly as we walk through them. The sound echoes...

You had to leave. There was no choice. Like the rustling of autumn leaves we tread lightly as we walk through them. The sound echoes and disappears. Seasons move forward. Every thing changes. Autumn will return and memories will remain. Always.

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