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"Welcome to the Art Of All Club where anyone can join because there is no style of work that we leave out
Can't see your style there? Then join and show everyone what you can do"
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"This Club is a Haven for Dark and Emo Poets; and maybe even the short story or two if it fits."
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"What We Do: We're the black and white club!! All submissions must be in black and white, but it's your lucky day! Art can be in the following media: Paints, Charcoal, Pen & Ink, Photography, Marker, Computer Design etc etc. This also means that photos may be converted to black and white, as conversions are a form of art!"
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"The DA Political Forum Club shall feature Art, Poems, Stories, Photographs, Manipulation, and Stamps that have a multiplicity of Political view points. They are intended to be controversial, thought provoking, and to open up dialogue between Artists by exposing them to different world political opinions."
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Devious Comments
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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----
[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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