Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Love is the begining
I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away. I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay.
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