Painting Edvard Munch
Les démons dansent
Un bal maudit qui mène à
Des réveils glacés.
Ils font aimer l’insomnie,
Les nuits blanches sans repos.
Nightmares
06 Wednesday Nov 2013
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Astounding worth to charm the painting.Thank you for liking my recent post.Jal
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What a great painting!
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Sorry the demons danced in the night. Blessings, Natalie
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Avec ta patience,
Apprivoise un cauchemar :
Ça fait un poème.
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Great painting.
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J’adore. Merci!
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Tommyknockers. The visitors in the “wee hours”. As ever, well–and briefly–said. Like a jewel.
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Reblogged this on Traces of the Soul and commented:
Quelles nuits!! I am better off with my insomnia then as they are without fear and anxiety…
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So true!
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