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Dihleez Featured By Owner Feb 19, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Man, you have 2 totally different styles. I love them both!:happybounce: 
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SwirledThoughts Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
So strange. Death with a smile, and yet there's still such a peaceful feeling.
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cjjunge Featured By Owner Mar 14, 2013
touching; really lovely - thanks
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CubaDen Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Пуля-ДУРА
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Rbadun Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2012
И боец молодой
Вдруг поник головой —
Комсомольское сердце пробито.

Он упал возле ног
Вороного коня
И закрыл свои карие очи.
«Ты, конек вороной,
Передай, дорогой,
Что я честно погиб за рабочих!»
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Yaky-Urane Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
le dormeur du val ne dort pas, il est mort et son corps est regi de froid.
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Yaky-Urane Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
est rigide et froide*
good work
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meat-not-found Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2012
Замечательно
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KaffeTilFolket Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
Aaaawesome!
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vidgamer123 Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
Snipers gonna snipe.
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misterponce Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
du grand art glooh!!!
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glooh Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2012
^) thaxx
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misterponce Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
Arthur RIMBAUD (1854-1891)


Le dormeur du val

C'est un trou de verdure où chante une rivière,
Accrochant follement aux herbes des haillons
D'argent ; où le soleil, de la montagne fière,
Luit : c'est un petit val qui mousse de rayons.

Un soldat jeune, bouche ouverte, tête nue,
Et la nuque baignant dans le frais cresson bleu,
Dort ; il est étendu dans l'herbe, sous la nue,
Pâle dans son lit vert où la lumière pleut.

Les pieds dans les glaïeuls, il dort. Souriant comme
Sourirait un enfant malade, il fait un somme :
Nature, berce-le chaudement : il a froid.

Les parfums ne font pas frissonner sa narine ;
Il dort dans le soleil, la main sur sa poitrine,
Tranquille. Il a deux trous rouges au côté droit.
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rafszul Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2013  Professional Digital Artist
++++
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raumreporter Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
Translation please ... i'm curiosu ... VERY curious.
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misterponce Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
The sleeper of the valley

It's a green hollow where a river sings,
Hanging crazily on the grasses rags
On the money where the sun, from the proud mountain,
Shines: it is a little valley bubbling ray.

A young soldier, mouth open, head bare,
And neck bathed in cool blue watercress,
he is Sleep on the grass, under the sky,
Pale in his green bed where the light rains.

Feet in the gladiolas, he sleeps. smiling as
A sick child smile, he takes a nap:
Nature, rock him warmly: he is cold.

No odor makes his nostrils quivering;
He sleeps in the sun, hand on his chest,
Quiet. He has two red holes in his right side.
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raumreporter Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2012
Damn creeping beautiful ... i thank thee, good man
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glooh Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2012
nice))
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misterponce Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012
nice story!
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MCMXC2 Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2012  Hobbyist Filmographer
So sad yet so beautiful!
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