Listen to my story ... .
Listen,
but do not pity me:mercy because they cause weakness,, but I was still strong in my suffering ..
If we love,
love us not from us, nor is it for ourselves.
If we rejoice,
our joy is not in ourselves, but in life itself.
If we suffer,
our pain lies not in our wounds, but in the natural conscience.
Do you think that love is coming because they are old or association that advances continuously.
Love is a budding charms the soul,
and if the shoots are not created in a moment,
he would not be created for years or even from generation to generation.
Women who decorate their behavior with the beauty of body and soul is a truth,
an open but confidential;
he can only be understood through love,
can only be touched with kindness;
and when we try to describe it to disappear like a plume of steam

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