Often we find ourselves alone, lost in our own thoughts. Wondering, imagining all that could be and thinking about all that crossed our paths. Life is a vast ocean, each moment is a wave that hits our shore. Sometimes they are gentle and others, are so powerful, we loose our grip.
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Kirby 29 Mar 2009
nice pencile work, well done!Renata Cavanaugh 03 Aug 2008
Beautiful pencil workAnonymous Guest 30 Jul 2008
LOVE THE TAIL!!!!Anonymous Guest 28 Jul 2008
yeah.. lost my gripSharon Gonzalez 28 Jul 2008
FANTASTIC PENCIL WORK, RODNEY.