jueves, 3 de marzo de 2011
martes, 1 de marzo de 2011
living a crazy night
When I forget my problems, he escaped through the window and lose myself in this great city, the color of the moon is orange, the clouds as if cold embrace, I go for a drink, I break the sound barrier when I sing nonsense , I do here?
which is the love?
"Love is not only an inner experience, not only an act of intelligence and will, but fruitful and profound expression of being"
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