Returning home from the funeral, roosters crowed.
A terribly empty April afternoon on earth.
The sky appeared to us as small
As a morning glory. We went to a tavern.
Our table was full of cracks.
translated by Sidney Wade & Efe Murad
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
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A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
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Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Refresh and start a new chapter
A Discovery of Enlightening Insights, Information, Humor, Writings and Musings
Se non combatti per costruire la tua vita non ti rimarrà niente
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We are all just babes in the woods.
Poetry, Opinion, Politics
Leonard Durso 
Real life thoughts.
That they are.
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A touch of pain .
Yes, it is.
Oh.pain n joy are two aspects of one coin.it is real life.be happy dea!! n be well.