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sharkywales Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2010   Interface Designer
nice see through business card could you let me know who printed them for you thanks admin@instoredeals.co.uk
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nikasree Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2009  Hobbyist Interface Designer
nice work(:
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Vectortrance Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2008
You do some great work! Keep it up! :)
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anasbox Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2007  Hobbyist Interface Designer
Very nice gallery indeed :)
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Svendsen Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2007  Professional Interface Designer
Thanks for the fav!;)
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ch4os532 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2007
hey man, thanx alot for the fav, digging your comapny logo
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lorddarq Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2007  Professional Interface Designer
thanks for the fav m8 ! :D
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leiladenuit Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2006
Thanks for the fav! :hug:
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Hattey Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2006  Hobbyist General Artist
Welcome to DA!
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yourTwin Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2005
If you can't be moved by this then you should be dead.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills
Where blossom'd many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But O, that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced;
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail:
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reach'd the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she play'd,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me,
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
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