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Unsung HeroBorn an angel to this world, The family love is so tender and dear, But a burden it seems till they depart, A honor it seems to give away that charm, The caring sibling they are to be, A loyal wife they proudly live, The loving mother they work to be, Silently they tear, Burdens they carry, Through circle of life, This silent character goes unnoticed, The offspring they nurture for 9 whole months, The pain of birth incomparable by none, They proudly own something not theirs, Not a name to stand for, Not a property that is theirs, This a story toldUnsung Hero


HoneymoonI dream to dazzle, To wander in your mind, To bedazzled your consciousness, To play tricks in the night To run through your hair like a warm cornfield, kiss your neck like the chilly Andes breeze kiss your sparkly bright eyes fill you in security kiss your lips ;to drift to the paradise you dream Embrace your warmth as one body one soul run down your tummy, like trickling waterfall, cuddle in your embrace, like the spring wild rose, Tonight I make love, Tonight we become whole.Honeymoon
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Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
Amy Lowell
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Izzie
"Life isn't about finding yourself...it's about creating yourself..."
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Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
Amy Lowell
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Operative: "You know what your sin is, Mal?"
Mal: "Oh hell. I'm a fan of all seven."
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Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
Amy Lowell
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