El verdadero amor cambia con el tiempo y crece y descubre nuevas maneras de expresarse

Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.

The United States is remote, unconquerable, huge, without hostile neighbors or any neighbors at all of anything like her own strength, and lives exempt in an almost unvexed tranquility from the contentions and animosities and the ceaseless pressure and counter-pressure that distract the close-packed older world.” While

Sun is there out
Just slide the curtain
The moment you wake up
Its a light for certain

Written By Shilpa

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