Music, when soft voices die...Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
P.S. Shelley
Dedicated to a love that's going to an end...
Sadness
Cioè grazie mille!
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Life takes a moment, not lose, it would be a shame
Visit my gallery [link]
Have a nice day.
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Frits Mijnders - senior member
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Time is the death and the healing.
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Member of the following clubs =sunsets *Scapes-club *waterscapes-club
*natures-beauty-club
We often miss the small things in life as we rush through the day doing whatever we need to do to survive in this hectic world.
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My hero is a schizophrenic super-sleuth who kills gangsters as a hobby. He rubs elbows with crimefighting Mimes and killer Nuns. His greatest foe is a voodoo pimp.
Face it, you're going to read my comic. [link]
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Be the change you want to see ^_~
___just smile__
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