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Living a life that is full of good health, fitness, and mental well-being, one should exercise regularly, eat well-balanced meals, and spend time calm and soothe the mind.
Ce modèle d’autoradio, spécialement fait pour votre véhicule Opel Astra/vectra/antara Gray , s’intégrera parfaitement dans votre tableau de bord. L’ installation et branchement sont facile grâce au connecteur d'origine fourni.
apology is what can bring down things which could make you regret but it can also make you pathetic
What is that hole that seem to pierce through your chest?
Just time, eroding seconds,just time, erasing names,bringing flowers to dieand Beauty to cry in despair.Just time, my dear, just time,defying my feelings with a smileand losing the game pitifully,strengthening my love for you,against the odds of...
IF
LOVE WAS A PERSON written by Masimba Phuti
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This is a little something about not sharing only 10 minutes of time
We should never forget the higglers. They acted as the middlemen for rural farmers and consumers in urban areas.
A POEM DEDICATED TO ALL THE GREAT MOTHERS OUT THERE
A little conversation with the Almighty.
On a winter night,
Between the shades of dark and light,...
To The Sun That Never ShinesIt had been forever since we last saw youYou promised one day you'll show upAnd warm our faces and our heartsYour promised to guide us and show the wayBecause the dark is full of demons and beastsMaybe we're just gonna...
There are many reasons why people continue to live happily in spite of any amount of negativity.
City streets and culture often act as synonyms for the human life. When we wander through the lanes and bylanes of our streets, we tend to find in them reflections of our own life and soul. 'Blackened' is a poem about how the external can be juxtapos
Never knew the right words. Always kept a lid over my cuts. Didn't tell anyone I was bleeding. Didn't like the fact that you were mean. But now I see (clearly) Remember that misty December? Your hands over mine. I knew all the signs. But, I...
It's not so much THAT we fight so much as WHAT we fight about... and in the end, we realize that trying to continue to fight loses focus on the true problem. Am I really better than you?