STOLEN CHILD - SOFT PASTEL ON PAPER

LOCATION UNKNOWN!  I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW WHERE THIS PASTEL IS!!


STOLEN CHILD INSPIRED BY THE W B YEATS POEM OF THE SAME NAME AND ALSO BY THE STORY OF MADELINE MCCANN'S HEARTBREAKING DISAPPEARANCE

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