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Evil deeds done cries of fear heard human race in decay Feeling like Armageddon mankind is dying sins go unpaid Storms unlea..

Allow yourself to be daring begins with spirit we all have the tools required ~ pastels on paper, M.C.S.

Canada spends 200Gs on a DUCK as the world spins out of control as the homeless numbers continue to increase as food banks bec..

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Frantic for sleep mind struggles through the hours a nonproductive process~ mixed media on paper, M.C.S.

The thunder of heavy rain on trees covered in new growth daylight dims, muted tones Endless spring of rain deepening colours of sp..

In the dark sleep escapes quietly I listen to the falling rain slowly sleep takes me and I dream dreams that are not my own this place..

Oh, yes spring has come today in this nameless spot I can feel the energy of rebirth

Late May and life is slowly stirring winter has been long, cold and exhausting birds seem quiet as we all are tired and worn from the c..

Like a stone my spirits are low my mind is asking when will the effort be made to address mental health