Poem Diaspora 02/09/201602/09/2016 Rijul Ballal5 Comments Life’s a door I cannot open My thoughts are worn My words are gone. I come from a place small and obscure I can never leave it I loved the clouds not the skies. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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Nice post, but I have one question, what game shot is this, in the background? 😛 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Actually it’s just matte art I found on deviant art. Don’t think it has anything to do with video games to be honest. Here’s a link to it- http://www.magic4walls.com/wallpaper/painting-fantasy-chinese-ladder-moutain-temple-bird-flying-art-28749.html LikeLiked by 1 person
Fine posts. nice blog .. Congratulations. … Welcome to see my creations: http://www.paintdigi.WordPress.com
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Nice post, but I have one question, what game shot is this, in the background? 😛
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Thank you!
What do you mean by game shot? The image in the background?
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Yes, that looks like a game wallpaper. 😀
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Actually it’s just matte art I found on deviant art. Don’t think it has anything to do with video games to be honest.
Here’s a link to it- http://www.magic4walls.com/wallpaper/painting-fantasy-chinese-ladder-moutain-temple-bird-flying-art-28749.html
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