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BISBETICA NON DOMATA in Cecchina di albano laziale
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Cesare checiazzeccawrote:
lo dico sempre io.... non volate,..andate a piedi ,o in macchina,..magari a nuoto,...o in bici,.. se poi la salute ve lo permette,..la maratona e'' anche salutare... tu voli..?,.. io non lo mai fatto,..anche se per arrivare a Cagliari mi devo fare 1550 km.,, e se mi succedesse qual,cosa,.. almeno i pezzetti sono recuperabili.. mamma mia che o detto..?..!! ciaoooooooooooo !! :)
4 days ago
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Douglas S. Taylorwrote:
Just dropping in and saying Hello!
Doug
5 days ago
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aaxell Krayerwrote:
My Beautiful Soul ~ Marzo 31 2009
my beautiful soul like the Grand Canyon he excels i stand upon the edge the cliff of his beautiful soul and look into the canyons carved into his soul through many years formed and created by soft rain remembered unexpected gushing floods of forte movements of the wind both soothing and battering from the beginning it all started too early until this day it continues too much and too little i hear the silent sounds of my beautiful soul serenading the universe with melodies of beauty so rare and cries so deep that need healing my beautiful soul he keeps walking he keeps talking waiting thank Dio for my beautiful soul my beautiful friend a kiss with my heart aaxell aschram shine nirvam
June 28
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aaxell Krayerwrote:
THE ROSE
The lily has a smooth stalk, Will never hurt your hand; But the rose upon her brier Is lady of the land. There's sweetness in an apple tree, And profit in the corn; But lady of all beauty Is a rose upon a thorn. When with moss and honey She tips her bending brier, And half unfolds her glowing heart, She sets the world on fire. a kiss with my heart aaxell my mail: vdelphi@hotmail.com
June 28
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aaxell Krayerwrote:
I am real
Hear me See me Feel me Touch me I am real From the beginning until now where is the key that quiets my silent cries that no one can hear shall my dark send you away for my reputation is of light I am everything to you That I need from you who can know my silent death will you touch my sufferings left alone all alone I cannot look upon it or bear it any longer look at me do not turn away for my breath shall expire for i bear a weight too great hear me past my words between the lines feel me the pain like acid rain within my veins touch me past my body past my mind and pierce my heart with the truth of me that awakens me I am real.................................................. a kiss with my heart aaxell Jà tìbià lìù blu
June 28
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