Read them as they're written,with pause after each and every line.
There is,
nothing,
so beautiful,
no vision,
no pallete,
neither so spontaneous,
none so vast,
yet so deep,
as I met,
myself,
and I was,
born,
yet again.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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ReplyDeletei really think we shudnt postpone our date ...
we might forget all this beautiful knowledge ;)
splendid !
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