True love never lives happily ever after - true love has no ending. - author unknown
We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another. - Luciano de Crescenzo-
I believe that if I should die, and you were to walk near my grave, from the very depths of the earth I would hear your footsteps. - - - - Benito Perez Galdos more »
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