Just sitting in the backyard, observing the sun and kissing the corpses of death wild bees.
Oh, how I love the Saturday mornings!
The time is going on a long walk, so I decided to open a bottle of french wine.
Oh, how I love to breath the odor of cork oaks!
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Love is a word
and words like to wear stars and stripes.
Words like also travelling (around the Shakespeare's Globe)
in hope they will found their own paradise.
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A lonely traveler said –
Believe in the wonders
because wonder believes in you.
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