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Saturday, December 15, 2012,
Why do birds suddenly appear, every time you are near? Why do stars fall down from the sky, every time you walk by?
What is this thing called love?
Yes I am wondering about love.
Love is this ancient emotion we cannot hold back.
The meaning of this story.. -Tien.
12/15/2012 10:07:00 AM
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Books, History, Poetry, Art, Food, Music, Country Mountains, Writing, Dogs, Birds, Friends, The Wind through your hair, Sunbeams piercing through the clouds, The Ocean, Old Trees, The Forest, Stars, Moon, Movies, Youtube, Traveling, Japan, Germany, Philosophy, Socks, Underwear, Sunrise/Sunset, Staring at stuff, Wandering, Wondering, When birds sing at dawn.
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