If your inner silence begins to wear a silk fruit; only then, the day will reveal to you its hidden secret.
In a sweet way, my thoughts, are embedded in love.
True love withstands the storms of life.
Love frees my thoughts and deeds.
My eyes fall on you like a singing veil from the days of rebirth.
A snowflake falls, so tenderly on your lips, I have learned to love this winter.
I prefer friends who walks with me in the shade - because friends, who constantly splendor in the glow of the flash of photographers, and sometimes accompany me - at every turn in times of success, this species of friends are suspect to me.
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