who knows how trees blossom
who knows how flowers flourish
who knows how words touch hearts
who knows how hearts tie up
who knows how bodies smell like love
who knows how dreams come true
who knows how strangers feel so close
who knows how love blossoms the trees, flourishes the flowers and sparks in the eyes of the poeple who pass by...
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I am back to blogging and this time I am gonna write about those perishing creative moments when I come up with something new, intersting, breathtaking, and I feel I should make it a story or use it in a film, but they vanish in the sham of busy daily life.
I am back to blogging and this time I am gonna write about those perishing creative moments when I come up with something new, intersting, breathtaking, and I feel I should make it a story or use it in a film, but they vanish in the sham of busy daily life.
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I don't know if I really know the reason, but I can see the it.I can feel it.
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