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It's a gloomy sunday afternooon
and I'm rotting to death without you
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8:22 AM,
Jun 15, 2009
Blind.
Being blind I asked a blind man "What is beauty?" And he replied" The face with the pale skin which shine in the brightness, those pretty almond shape eyes, the lipstick red lips" I thought to myself," But he can't see, how can he tell" It as though he could read my thoughts out loud and he replied" I cannot see the beauty but i can feel it" |