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Oldish art. Drawn a while ago when the circles where I say 'I love you' got a bit down.

For every whiteroom we may find ourselves in... there's a spark of color given to us from those close, far, even those we can't see. And then, with any luck... we keep going. Because that, alone, can be enough to live for.

Art and Muses are mine.
I wouldn't gank your headcritters. Don't gank mine. :<

Description
Oldish art. Drawn a while ago when the circles where I say 'I love you' got a bit down.

For every whiteroom we may find ourselves in... there's a spark of color given to us from those close, far, even those we can't see. And then, with any luck... we keep going. Because that, alone, can be enough to live for.

Art and Muses are mine.
I wouldn't gank your headcritters. Don't gank mine. :<