To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream:
ay, there's the fucking rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
when have shuffled off this mortal coil,
must give us pause.
Deb Bowes
@db201.bsky.social
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A graphite pencil sketch in a multi-colour fresco. Draughtsman. Craftsman. Constant reader. Books. Art. Music. Film. Stories are the drivers. If you're gonna do it then you'd better do it right. Choose generosity. DM = Block for unknowns. Keep it real.
