A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer lives are based on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving.
Saturday, 1 June 2013
TIMELESS...
Bygone days and the unheard tales, of joys and laughter and love and passion...
Nothing but i strive for thee smile, begone there from the sight ...!
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