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"And so I ask... for my simplicity. And thank the wind that makes my curtains dance. And time that permits me life in this exact moment. I ask that I may never complain of what could have and what was lost through wrong paths, and thank for my humble things, my poor house, the rain on the roof, the bunch of wood under my clay stove that lights during the night the happy flame of my house..."
MESSAGES:
HAVING FUN |
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The Baby's Dance | Wach Out Smiley |
Types of Friends |
What makes love become a prison? Why love, the most beautiful of all
feelings! Read this story and take your own conclusions. |
LOVERS |
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Wish You Were Here | Take a Walk |
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Inner Smile | Don't get Buried Under |
Live Life | Would You Dare To Be Happier? |
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