Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Letters From The Past: To My Dearest Children Comments

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I must admit how happily you are living life.
Profoundly beautiful if I may stress.
A well-lit roof you dwell under
I see you all day biking down the street
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Quir Diing Jr.
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Fabrizio Frosini 25 November 2015

'' I felt the chill breeze of the North Atlantic digging into my veins. My feet would get buried in the snow hills formed along the side way In a boisterous winter evenings.'' ''We don’t learn for us, We do it for others. '' very good passages.. Thanks for sharing, Quir

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 November 2015

Profoundly beautiful if I may stress. Very amazing poem shared on letters. Wisely penned.10

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Quir Diing Jr. 25 November 2015

Thank you sir. I totally appreciate having taken your time to read my poem. it means a lot to me!

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