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I could sense the slow falling of hope within the garden of my heart. The petals are starting to dry and the dreams of childhood are turning into a bitter and rotten taste, that my tonque cannot hold its poison. My hands are already tired from picking these petals of hope. Would I wail over my failure existence? Or perhaps, for the dead soul that my body has been possessed? For my skin that had been abused by different kinds of shadows from my dreadful past? Or for my corpse self that only force to breathe the air of life, as death never wants to visit her soul? What an odd things I say, but no, this is my tragedy. A tragedy that even my younger self cannot accept. I could see her looking at me with such sorrowful eyes. What had I become?

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______Harry Chiu

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FAIRYTALES DO COME TRUE IN THE FOREST

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by schroederphoto

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Eugeni Forcano

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Nick Vedros

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The soul journeys on, despite the night, frost, or hardship. Its feet bleed, each step laced with pain. Yet it goes on, for it has been blessed with love, longing to share it with others. In its sacrifice, life is born anew.

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Bien sûr, je peux croire en ce que je vois ou ne vois pas, en ce que j'entends ou touche, mais je préfère croire en ce que je ressens.

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Of course i can believe in what i see or don't see, what i hear or touch, but i prefer to believe in what i feel.

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— Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire | Carnet de notes | Notebook

Fine art photography : Randy [Golden Wheatfield at Sunset in Michigan]

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"La Favorite III"

French vintage postcard, illustrated by the Art Nouveau artist Raphael Kirchner

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Poetic Outlaws :: @OutlawsPoetic

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I like marijuana because it keeps me from killing people. And I think there are a lot of people out there who are just like me. The reason it's not legal is because most people get up in the morning and get high, then forget to go out and vote for it.

~ Willie Nelson

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