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The Simple Angel

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Published: Mar 8, 2011

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Now, i know realistically, the wingspan would be much larger, but realistically, people have faces and hands as well. That is why i put this under abstract. I dont know why, but ive always been drawn to this...it just has a sort of simple (hence the title) yet alien beauty about it...just my perspective though. Totally understand if you don't agree

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