To me, love is like the wind of the seasons and while you are the tree standing throughout the seasons; being there to withhold every obstacle, strong or weak, hot or cold, bright or dark.
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Mr. Henry Korn.
A hardcore music fanatic who's provocative and curious. Loves writing, literature, composing and photography.
He thinks,"The nature of opposing rocks".
Current philosophilia in life: 2 Corinthians 4:18
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2 comments:
I'm sure it's always hot for your tree...
why do you say so?:)
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