is superlative. There is no feeling comparable, to the love of a father. Definitely,

My mind, recreates when I apply watercolour pigments over the paper.

anger is ire anger is red it’s a moody

Let it flow: the energy the reason the wellness Let it live:

A raven perches over a tree branch; his weight causes the dripping of a few drops that were held,

In a family, there must be order order order Also, there

We only have one life. There is no time to disregard the present.

my efforts are summed my achievements are accumulated my goals are met Day by day my dreams are fabricated

Love is like taking care of a plant If you take care of it, it will bloom If you neglect it,

I would learn to play some musical instrument I would learn more languages I would seek to be an independent professional

If happiness would be administered with a pill. If hope were held by a thread. If love

athlete running couple sexing girl playing bird flying butterfly flapping

With the adrenaline wallowed from a bicycle ride to take