Passion, Joy, Desire... Let it Overflow

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"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishing."

Anaïs Nin
 
"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishing."

Anaïs Nin
She is a very wise bird - have one of her books on my bedside :kiss:
Hi fella how you doing?
 
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