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“ Together, let’s fly “ // Roshan Singh
Walking people by Akiomi Kuroda
Opposites attract? , 2016 - by Diletta Pacifici, Italian
Antonio Arissa, The Kiss, 1930
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Joan Miro. Photo : Ceci est la couleur de mes rêves. 1925
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Questo disegno si muove con lo stesso tempo medio in cui batte il nostro cuore. Quello che senti è il suono del tuo cuore che pompa il sangue, cosa di cui normalmente non sei consapevole. Questo disegno inganna la tua mente per farti essere consapevole del battito del tuo cuore, così che tu possa sentirlo.
Era da tanto che lo cercavo
❤️lo cercavo da un casino
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Ne me hante plus Toi qui pansais mes jours N’emplis plus mes pensées de ces sombres amours Qui m’ont écartelée Lorsque tu es parti Que mon cœur est resté Dans tes paumes sanglantes.
Ne me hante plus Chéri Ne maudit plus mes heures de ton nom adoré Qui reste sur mes lèvres comme un goût amer Comme un parfum d’oubli Qui ne t’oublie jamais Pourtant.
Ne me hante plus Je t’en prie Ne fais plus ce chemin jusqu’à moi Mon cœur interrompant ses battements pour toi Le temps d’un souvenir De l’écho de ton rire Comme un soleil caniculaire
Ne me hante plus Sur le vélin de mes paupières Ne vient plus enfoncer tes dents Dieu sanguinaire Ô mon amant Et tortionnaire Ô mon absent
Ne me hante plus Fantôme de mon passé Lointain espoir incinéré par trop de larmes D’incendies Ne me hante plus Je t’en prie Laisse-moi te laisser
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Impariamo la tenerezza, è il sentimento che ci dà la forza di essere fragili.
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“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...It's about learning to dance in the rain.” Vivian Greene
Arkhip Kuindzhi - After a Rain, 1879.