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Became the gloom of the distant and the strange,
And shadow is not visible,
Come gray mists,
The fragments of the heavenly country.
And look through them continually,
In the misty curve of the shroud.
Come, swirl, mist,
And reality merge with dreams.
And fancies in fancies vague
Forgotten a familiar tune.
As a reflection of the wonders of dolgozhdannyj,
As someone, barely audible, call
.Photo, unfortunately, does not convey the diversity of the palette of this colourful and beautiful paintings .
In a live picture looks great, I'm sure You'll be very happy with the purchase)it paints the firm's master class,which are produced from natural pigments.Hand painted. Picture can be directly hung on the wall.