Someone spoke to me last night,
told me the truth. Just a few words,
but I recognized it.
tea, i think you’ll enjoy martina.
oh my! you know me so well… absolutely beautiful!!! Merci lovely s.
wonderful post, i thought the photo was your little tribe ♥
That happens to me: the truth comes out at you from someone’s words. Beautiful post as usual, UE.
This is a great poem. I wonder how many times I’ve lost truth because I didn’t take the time to write it down. Thanks for the inspiring post.
you make me dream !
And your world is as dreamy.
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