Everybody carries in a corner of his soul another soul until the later grows from within, incorporating, and it is not clear who carries whom through light and eternal darkness.
Contributed by: mara
The more people I know, the more I look into the mirror and slap everybody in there!
Every existence is a bending in the space-time of general existence and can sometimes become so dense that it does not resonate with anything from outside.
Every day that I lived alongside you has written an eternity in me.
Each moment is nightfall not spacious enough to contain all hope that there will be morning.
Happiness is in the eyes and soul of the one who dreams.
This world is a dream... When I wake up, nothing will be left...
When blind, you light the inner colors, create billions of intimate hues for space, time and life.
I'm not familiar with a sky for the wings that seem to fly sometimes the whole flight within themselves.
The thought is stronger that the sky above when the man hopes, and weaker than the butterfly's wing flap when he has lost its way and cries like a helpless beast or says nothing at all...
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