Expressive feelings share possessive case,
En crepuscules of time predestination,
But we have pure feeling of salvation
When we continue every moment’s race…
The intimate protection of the eyes
Enticed with volatility of passions,
Persuades you every time you are not wise
If you neglect the meaning of compassion…
En parallel of every pleasant dream
You find the paradigm of distant thinking
In which the paradise and hell are clinging
To everlasting struggle. All I mean…
December 12, 2024
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Author:
cellinic (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
What's not to like or love .. now that aint a question, tis but an observation and statement of fact .. 😎👍
Thanks a lot)
I totally echo Neville comments, really enjoyable and interesting read, Thank you
many thanks!)
You are very welcome
This is truly wonderfully wise, my friend! Well done. Easily faved! 🌹👏
Many thanks, Tristan Robert! Best wishes
You are welcome, my friend! 🙏❤️
Great write
Many thanks!
You're welcome
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