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: Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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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