A postcard from nowhere, carrying words I couldn’t say,A little piece of nowhere, that somehow found its way.
12 x 9“ acrylic on paper Painted by index card
Original 12 x 9 inch FRAMED physical plus shipping included
“Harold doesn’t bother anybody. He’s just trying to exist.
A silent journey through the night, without rhythm or noise
Roses are redTheir leaves are green They will eat your heart Because it's protein;)
Enter the World of 820 Punksgan a collection combining punks and gans with custom traits into a happy collection of fun use it with fun
