Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Love reveals itself through the birth of morning
and camouflages itself in the dark of night.
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Such a nice blog. I hope you will create another post like this.
1 comment:
Such a nice blog. I hope you will create another post like this.
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