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In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Here grows the cure of all, this fruit divine.
Fair to the eye, inviting to the taste.
Of virtue to make wise:
what hinders then to reach,
and feed at one both body and mind?
John Milton, Paradise Lost
Heaven's Window, Peter Kater
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Great quotes and I'm familiar with both books.
The video and music were exceptional which perfectly matches your artwork. I can sense movement in this beauty.
Sorry about your Buckeyes. They got hosed on a couple of calls that went against them.
Have a Happy New Year
TicK
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