Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
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आज़ादी के
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<The hate that I feel inside for you
For all the crappy things you have put them through
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<I think your sweet, your smiles the best
your laugh bring flutters to my chest
yo
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
शाम की तरह हम ढलते जा रहे है,
बिना क
छुप छुप के जो तरसाया था
देखा होगा र
I don't believe in taking excess risks,
But a person can be excessively careful, too.
