THOUGHTSCAPE
...of a non-regular thinker masquerading as a regular guy-next-door.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Sigh...
Nothing is more lovable than a woman in love with you. Nothing surpasses it in sight, in sound and in knowledge. And when it becomes only a past memory, no pain, no emptiness exceeds it.
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