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May your week be filled with much happiness   SILENT TEARS....
Thank you friends...*Lots of love to you....
POEMA DE UNA MADRE A SU HIJO
HIJO MÍO… No me regales nada en este día… Dame tu cariño grande de todos los días… Que en mis sueños en ti sean realizados… Que tu andar y tu vida sean un libro abierto de firmeza… de honradez… de honor… Que cuando viajes en tus sueños anhelantes de quimeras, no te apartes nunca de la senda verdadera… Porque… sabes… Otros antes que tú lucharon por ideales elevados… Tal vez ahora por muy joven no comprendas que una madre palpita junto al alma de sus hjos que ama, sufre, llora cuando tú sufres hijo mío… Que ríe con tu risa… Y sueña con tus sueños… No me regales nada en este día… Dame tu cariño grande de todos los días. (Emma Escarano
By ManeKent...thank you dear friend
*Beauty * & *Beautiful*....
There is so much beauty in life
Beauty is a gift of God Beauty is in the heart wich touches, another Simplicity is beauty. Beauty of sun setting in to ocean, in evening Truth is beauty, beauty is truth Beauty is the best treasure for, one's eye the beauty of a love that is real. Bright colors of the rainbow, the beauty of summer What is beauty? Beauty is you. *Irene*
maria luisa taylor   I am beautiful
Not only because of the fullness of my lips Honesty is beautiful Talent is beautiful You are beautiful Not only because of color of your eyes Beautiful thats what life is Beautiful is what people think you are Beautiful
        Songbirds at daybreak
SWEET DREAMS...and Sweet Kisses Last night as I lay sleeping,
A vision came to me. It was of you and I, A wondrous sight to see. And in the dream I had, I reached and touched your face I clasped your hand in mine, And felt your warm embrace   I pressed my lips to yours, To taste your kiss so sweet You held me for a minute, In this moment that did fleet. I wakened from the dream, With a thought of you that stayed With me throughout the day, And never once did fade
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We are free and conscious by that we mean to criticize praise, truth, feelings and emotions, the light of Sao Tome and Principe Project of the Gods which was the title that intentionally chosen to pique the interest of all.
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