Ut Phoenix ex ceneribus

Ut Phoenix ex ceneribus

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Storia presente su Efp con il mio account! (The Writer Of The Stars) Siete vivamente pregati di non copiare, grazie. "Forse, il suo più grande rimpianto sarebbe sempre rimasto quello di non vedere le proprie prospettive realizzarsi concretamente, e quando aveva mostrato a Juvia il quaderno color borgogna lei aveva pianto, ma aveva affermato che anche a lei sarebbe tanto piaciuto un bambino col suo stesso sorriso, con gli occhi e i capelli di Gray, con l'ancestrale terrore per i temporali che li avrebbe resi entrambi vittima dei lampi e dei fulmini e li avrebbe costretti a rintanarsi tra le braccia calde del ragazzo. Ma, evidentemente, il destino aveva deciso che no, non potevano avere quel bambino, e forse un giorno si sarebbero resi conto che quella perdita li avrebbe aiutati a crescere spiritualmente, avrebbero imparato a risorgere dalle ceneri come la fenice." Gruvia AU!
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Camera

My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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