a poem your moonlit eyes relflect my reason for living, the stars in the skys
shine bright in this new begining
its cold outside and the wind is bitter
but even more reason to hold you quicker
we stand up high looking at ths sky, comforting eachother, you and i
and thats when i realise
i want to be with you untill i die
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Si vis pacem, para bellum.
Ela is fabulous.
My favourites are "Old angels", "Watching over you", "Drowning in egotism" and "Innocent angel".
My best wishes,
Roodpa
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Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear the music!
I want to acquaint with you)
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It's not necessarily to have wings for flying.
really nice gallery you've here!!
great portrait photos!
keep it up
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Life is not measured by the quantity of breaths you take but by the quantity of moments that take your breath away!
please check out my gallery:
cya
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~fresh till death~
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Life is not measured by the quantity of breaths you take but by the quantity of moments that take your breath away!
please check out my gallery:
cya
so long !
really nice gallery...
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iran,
the great persia,
Country of Peace and Love...
Mother of civility, Arts, and music
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.... people say things but do they really mean it of course you could just believe them and life would be fine.... unless you like to be lied to just make sure you have real friends!!!
thank you very much for the fave
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hello . my name is clara! ll my journal
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