Broken Glass March 28, 2017Vonita The window smashed Into tiny pieces of colored shards Forming rainbows as the Sun caught each jagged angle Share this:LinkedInTwitterFacebookRedditTumblrPinterestPocketEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
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Oooohh like a slow motion! I love it! I can almost hear the crashing and tinkling sounds! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Thank you! I will do that 😊
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Nice dear Vonita , have a great day lady .
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Thank you, and to you too, Ernesto!
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Oooohh like a slow motion! I love it! I can almost hear the crashing and tinkling sounds!
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Thank you! Your comment has made me smile 😀
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Cheers! XDXDXDXD
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