... Crossing the Alps, with the smell a newly cut wood and pace of shaking and rattling, and much time to think about yourself, remember the moral of a story suffi I read many years ago where he learned that the wounds caused by people who want to be written in the sand so that time can easily delete them, what hurts more is not carved in stone it would last forever, so I remove the post until death do us one of my blog, my space, my writing, my stories shared because, although often need to share my joy or my pain that I refuse to be carved in stone ...
Trust and fairy dust Tink
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