LanaKlaire

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Through the rain, through the snow, Through the storm, I go! Between the stinking caves, Over the foggy waves, I go, Always ahead, always! Peace, rest, have fly. Fast through the sadness, I wish to be massacre, That all simplicity held in life Is the addiction of a desire, Or the heart feels for the heart, Seeming both burn, Seeming both feel. How can I fly? In vain were all the clashes! Luminous crown of life, turbulent happiness, Love, you are that!

One of my favorite poems, tell me if you like it too.

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The body of a woman is a map of secret moons and suns, silently traced by the hands of time. It is a sacred land, a volcano and a reflection, where the world begins, where the word is born. Hips that dance to the rhythm of the wind, a waist that writes with sweetness. A back that carries stories and dreams, and a chest that vibrates to the rhythm of the entire universe. His hands support life without fear, his legs traverse eternal landscapes. Each curve, a poem; each imprint, a mystery, a hymn to strength, art and fire. It is not only beauty, it is not only desire: it is a temple, it is the origin, it is the flesh of heaven. The body of the woman does not ask permission it rises, it breathes and it takes its place.

In the calm of dawn, the path awakens, golden lights crossing the sky. The trees sing with a wooden voice, and the wind waves them like an old flag. A river whispers ancient secrets, meandering peacefully through green shelters. Its waters reflect a world without hate, and at every turn the breeze rests. The leaves whisper sweet words, stories of rain, starry nights. The song of birds, distant and serene, caresses the soul of its sweet premices. Here, no clocks or painful steps, only the quick pulse of the good land. And in the middle of it all, without voice or silhouette, peace resides. in its purest form.

C is a housewife with a calm soul and a warm heart. She finds happiness in small things: a good book in her hands, a movie that makes her laugh or cry, a rainy afternoon ideal to sleep snuggled in a soft blanket.. She loves dogs with devotion, as if each was a faithful friend that she understands without words. Her universe revolves around the comfort of her home, the imaginary worlds she visits through reading and the silent but unconditional company of her four-legged companions.. Her calm and her contagious sensitivity make her unique.

That is all for now, but do not forget that I am going to change my life with you, so do not stop reading this, it can change at any time.

nature is so perfectly imperfect

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Deep in the silent forest, the human being was born, naked and amazed. He beheld the stars, drank the dew, and found his first shelter in the earth.