Saturday 16 August 2014

Peace



In the everlasting story of every day, I dream that humour flows through our veins like blood from the sky, that we can live in a nirvana lost somewhere between heaven and earth, that magic runs freely through our sight and our touch , that we live and breathe and love and die being true to ourselves, giving the best of ourselves

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