At the Mid Hour of Night
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore
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Carefree...
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
Hurt And Pain
Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.
Peace and love.
It's all the same.
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Meri baaton mein tu,Maine manga jise
Wo dua tu hi tu,Aankhon hi aankhon mein
Baat
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Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Mistakes Can Be Good
Mistakes can be good.
They can help you grow.
They can show you what you need to