Once everything was so beautiful and old, that now I find myself longing for those beauties...
I wish we had stayed children forever, we were all so happy, far from the illness called love; magnificent friendships spent with childlike little feelings...Where are they now?
Just a memory, that's all...
Once everything was so beautiful and old, that now I find myself longing for those beauties...I wish we had stayed children forever, we were all so happy, far from the illness called love; magnificent friendships spent with childlike little feelings...
Where are they now?
Just a memory, that's all...
08.01.2018 - 18:44
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Ufuktaki Sanat - Art on the Horizon
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