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---- [...a secret was concealed.] it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands! it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end; where i wrote:
WIe hast du das genau gemacht ? Ist die Zeichnung von dir selbst ?
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In solchen Augenblicken sehe ich immer, was hinter dem Jäger sich breitet: nicht etwa die frühwinterliche Landschaft des Amagi-Berges, sondern ein verödetes, weißes Flußbett
We want to know what love means to you!
Get your creative juices flowing and design a movie poster for "Paper Heart" that focuses on the theme "What Does Love Mean to Me?".
In response to new features: The dA community stands up to preserve itself and deviously denies further separation between general members and subscribers. Gift givers express dislike for violation of their privacy.
The butter legion- a socialist movement/mass colab project I started, to trigger artistic change and evolution in Da artists (mainly my watchers), to make them more active and dedicated on DA. Now 170 people strong and growing... A "dangerous cult"? a "new religion"? "artistic version of fight club" or "communist movement"? You decide!
Hello there! This news article is the result of a thumb share thread I posted few days ago on the dA forum along with pictures from my favorites. I hope you enjoy them.
When it comes to community spirit, `Rushy is a shining example. From participating in devmeets, to providing positive encouragement to other artists, `Rushy can always be found demonstrating what it really takes to be a true deviant. It's without any hesitation that we are delighted to award the Deviousness Award for July 2009 to `RushyRead More
Devious Comments
Comments
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Living is easy
with eyes closed
..and pleased you posted!
Mark HH
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more paintings on my website [link]
wow!
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I'm starting to panic!
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Didem Taşkın
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A problem is like an enemy:
name it;
track it down;
kill it.
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meetMeUnderTheStars: [link]
beautiful piece
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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In solchen Augenblicken sehe ich immer,
was hinter dem Jäger sich breitet:
nicht etwa die frühwinterliche Landschaft
des Amagi-Berges,
sondern ein verödetes, weißes Flußbett
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