How many truths pass wrecking through the Illusion of Life, but none of them is an absolute truth therefore the real truth!
Source: Wisdom Collection
Contributed by: lorasmith
The poetry of love is the greatest gift God gave us.
Love, I know you before all times!
Who can say that he is not everything?
There are no names that do not desire fame because we come from God.
We are dust furrowed by the painful plough of Destiny to give birth to the emptiness of a time.
When clouds will become heavier than the land in us led our entire life by the steps of our Destiny, we will understand that not their moments' rain has darkened the sun of our life, but the failure to be ourselves.
We cannot conceive death as anything else than the afterlife because we cannot comprehend death unless we live.
I adore you, my greatest love, as only through you I can find my moment's eternity.
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