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I am a Digital Artist
Huangneyi
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
Thank you so much for adding "A land of bliss" to your favorites. It means a lot.
Peace.
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After the cold darkness in the heart of the forest,
where birds are singing for the newborn sun
in the womb of the leaves, on the branches of the trees,
lies the treasure of the morning, the pearls of light.
WOAH! yur watching me????? *doesn't deserve it* I really like yur gallery!!! and it looks like we like some of the same artists! *goes to browse thru gallery* see ya, hope to talk!
Thank you so much for the , and for the on "A rose is a rose". It's very much appreciated.....
Peace.
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After the cold darkness in the heart of the forest,
where birds are singing for the newborn sun
in the womb of the leaves, on the branches of the trees,
lies the treasure of the morning, the pearls of light.
Peace.
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After the cold darkness in the heart of the forest,
where birds are singing for the newborn sun
in the womb of the leaves, on the branches of the trees,
lies the treasure of the morning, the pearls of light.
Carried away by the traculence of my
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I want to know how God created this world. I am not intrested in this or that phenomenon. I want to know His thoughts, the rest are details.
- Albert Einstein
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The future belies your preconceptions...
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Peace.
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After the cold darkness in the heart of the forest,
where birds are singing for the newborn sun
in the womb of the leaves, on the branches of the trees,
lies the treasure of the morning, the pearls of light.
Carried away by the traculence of my
(I just have to say it
It is why I don't trust you.
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