The wait turned us into a couple of gates that open and close when stroke by the wind of solitude.
Contributed by: mara
The ellipsis is, probably, the most accurate numerical and textual representation of reality.
What a chase of spins this thought with two hearts holding hands through us on the moonlit evenings and the mornings when city and sea take shape from the dark while the nightingale sings...
Our minds elevated us from among the beasts and our minds again will send us into oblivion if wiseness is not employed when unleashing nuclear force.
To die – to walk a tree shaded path or an explosion of vivid colors and vibrations in which, after a moment of pure existence, everything becomes silence, initial energy-matter.
I know when you are with me, even if thousands of miles separate us – the time-space vibrates, surrounding me in the warmth of your embrace, like the butterflies bathed by sunshine in the spring.
Every day that I lived alongside you has written an eternity in me.
When you seed death, do not expect that fields or wheat or fruitful orchards grow.
I could fall in love with you, but I am already head over heels for... you.
Work has raised the man and it also taught him to aim higher.
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