my heart is full of flowers

why do all good things come to an end?

sadly enough but we have lost each other. 

last days of summer

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I love this life for the ability to feel, to feel love, sorrow, pain, happiness, drops of rain on my cheeks, to feel emptiness, fulness, nothingness. Feelings, only feelings bare sense and cost nothing, feel as much as you can on daily basis, don't block yourself and everything inside you, let it be and let it sparkle and shine. Be grateful for today and for tomorow, pray at least sometimes and look up to the skies. 

only one way

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