Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe. (№ 393984)
Your love is like the morning and the evening star: it comes after the sun and rises before the sun. Like the North star, never coming in, weaves over our heads ever-living wreath. I pray to the gods that they hadn't forced her to fade into my life's journey.
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MegaMozg 10-05-2020 / 06:24
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