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Child, Sister, think how sweet to go out there and live together! To love at leisure, love and die in that land that resembles you! For me, damp suns in disturbed skies share mysterious charms with your treacherous eyes as they shine through tears - C.B.
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Child, Sister, think how sweet to go out there and live together! To love at leisure, love and die in that land that resembles you! For me, damp suns in disturbed skies share mysterious charms with your treacherous eyes as they shine through tears - C.B.
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New Orleanians dance when there is no music; we talk too much,
laugh too loud, live too large and, frankly, we're suspicious
of those who don't."
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don't be afraid of dying, be afraid of the unlived life
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Join my photography club and share your work! [link]
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I don't make mistakes, I just print them.
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