
The burning wind
In the burnt wind, the murals curl with radiance, painted by burning weeds. The houses have opened balconies in the old town in the spacious squares. In

In the burnt wind, the murals curl with radiance, painted by burning weeds. The houses have opened balconies in the old town in the spacious squares. In

Dear companion of my days… To think it was true that your eyes saved a hidden illusion when our sight crossed for the first time. That

So now I know… I was young enough to believe nothing will break us, stepping hand-in-hand into the other side. The night was full of

I never thought such words would inhabit my mind, my thoughts. I never thought I would see such times. Always reading about such past events

This is a unique world, a wonder world. there is so much life, so much change, evolution, revolution, it’s constantly turning, mixing, creating. There are

And that’s right… it’s your eyes then that tells me something I’m still trying to figure out, a secret something like your kisses. What did

Showing feelings is not a sign of weakness. People who have the courage to share their feelings are likely to have healthier, happier, and longer

Many things have said and done because of faith during the years. But, does anyone really know whta it is? Well, lets say that to

I was afraid I would see nothing at all. That I would get there, and not be astonished by what I found. Cause anything and

I ask my self.. does it matter if the fields go dry? does it matter if the rivers run dry? the thirsty will say yes!
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