Posted in Life, Love, Time

01-04-2018

Like cream on strawberries, like ice on my wound I need you. Your face is Saturday, every day is like spring. I need hope ah, If that morning wind blows, I need to sweep up your heart you need to come sit in the very center of my soul when it clicks, It’s ready, when you want It’s ready. It comes from air and becomes complete with honey and sweetness. I will become the subject of talk when you say stop it with the red scarf, I will become the path so that you will come.

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I welcome you all to our site with an open heart that you have spent some part of your time for visiting the site. I as a blogger and human being see the life as a creative tool to understand “The emotions of life and Dynamic capabilities “. The mind is the soul of life, We should continue to focus and train the soul that endeavors us.

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