Book: The setting sun
There is a sad, tragic beauty in destruction. The dream of first destroying, and then rebuilding, bringing to perfection. And even though it is not given to the one that has arisen in the place of the destroyed forever to find perfection, love passion still craves destruction. Longs for revolution.
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Viker 14-03-2023 / 09:53
To live too sad. That is sad, no sadness, no discouragement forces no longer remains. Perhaps we can talk about some kind of happiness, when due, all of the walls until we hear the plaintive groans and sighs?
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MegaMozg 27-11-2018 / 23:04
Say, if someone loves summer flowers, he was destined to die in the summer.
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MegaMozg 20-08-2018 / 17:05
The title does not make a person an aristocrat. Some no title, but there is an innate nobility, that they who are the true aristocrats, and others, to take at least us, will not save any titles, we will remain pariahs.
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 11:26
People I want to believe, born for love and revolution.
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MegaMozg 15-01-2017 / 11:33
