It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon
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It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon
It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon
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Hiya, Naomi, this picture is specially picked for you, it is the picture of a blushing bride, that's what you will be, some years from now and Kongkong wants to be there to see it all happen!
Such beautiful words...
and the beauty of the flower....
Breathtaking!
Thank you for visiting me again.
Yes, it would be very nice to be
a link on your blog.
"When The Heart Speaks" is what I
prefer.
Thank you.
Have a wonderful day!
I always have so much trouble with that 2nd mile! I'll keep going, though. :)
This is edifying.
I walk on water sometimes. In my dreams. For me this has always been a matter of firm belief. And short distance. But I’ve never considered the possibility of going an extra mile. However, if walking on water refers to subduing one’s instinctual nature, then I can’t walk on water at all!:)
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