The beauty of the heart is the lasting beauty: its lips give to drink of the water of life. Truly it is the water, that which pours, and the one who drinks. All three become one when your talisman is shattered. That oneness you can't know by reasoning.
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Business
College
:Business
トルコ
:Intermediate
travel,swiming,music............
:all the best things
:all the bad things
:blue
:vegetable's food
:turkish coffee
:turkish art music.
:adventure movie.