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In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.
In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.
In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.
Gallery
In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.
In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.
In every bloom and every brushstroke, the soul came home to itself.