My work, I`m very careful about it, and I love it. But today I`m discouraged by how slowly it`s going. The day has affected my mood. It gets darker and darker. Endless wind and rain. I`m more in the mood for looking than for writing. In this picture, I`m now gazing at a handsome boy who is lying down close to a spring, exhausted from running. What a handsome boy; what a heavenly noon has caught him up in sleep. I sit and gaze like this for a long time, recovering through art from the effort of creating it.SourceThe script ran 0.008 seconds.
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