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Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. Hans Christian Anderson
Home is a feeling I buried in you ...I'm alright, I'm alright ... It only hurts when I breathe ...M.E.
To have lived the dream of a love so true... is to have seen a glimpse of heaven.
Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.(by Virginia Woolf)
Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree. Joyce kilmer
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