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'Who are you' "Demon to some. Angel to others..."
/Vae Victis\ - "Tyrant" Crown Horns @ Enchantment maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Nymphai/51/80/3513
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All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
Just when I’d stopped looking, love found me leaning against a club wall, pretending not to notice your smile.
You called me Goldie,
I called you Trouble,
and suddenly the night was a song — teasing, laughing, pulling each other close then drifting apart again, like a dance we didn’t rehearse but somehow knew by heart.
Funny how love shows up when you’ve already written it off… just around the corner, under golden lights, waiting to prove you wrong.
It certainly re-creates the time period when Steam Engines were in their prime - Berwyn Station, Wales
“Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.”
― J.M. Barrie, The Little Minister
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-BnRZ52jHs
The Closest Thing To Crazy by Katie Melua
There you are; so distantly; hidden behind the blossom where lovers meet;
standing so pensively on castle stones trodden smooth
by the endless march of time and soldier's feet.
There you dream so deeply; scented flowers wafting by, in clouds of white,
falling gently to the ground, like angel feathers float down from the skies at night.
I look to you in vain hope you will see how much your story means to me,
but we are parted by nine hundred years and a thousand deep seated memories;
through layered time and misty veils of weathered treasures,
I seek the truth of all that went before and ancient pleasures.
My romantic heart has travelled through the morning haze,
to find you here and follow quietly the direction of your silent gaze.
I wonder if you will ever look my way or brighten up my darkest day.
I trace your steps across the lawn and make my way; to await the dawn.
I'm surer than I've ever been that lost in time; a change of scene,
our love that once traversed the universe was never just a dream.
In my pocket I carry with me the musty yellowed remnants of what you wrote;
imprinted on my mind and soaked by tears I shed and filled with hope.
Is it possible to transcend the sands of time and love at last will find a home
within a heart where sorrow lived so long that love was left no room …
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There are people who speak ill of the fog of Milan. I don't know that of the other countries, but this in Milan is a great fog, nice, affectionate, friendly. Allow everything like a caress. And then it seems to me that the fog invites to intimacy, optimism, confidence.
El fondo, agua y la orilla de la charca que tiene unos 120 ms de perímetro con decenas de cañas en la orilla. Ese día vimos ocho o diez exuvias más, todas de Anax imperator, pero lo que muestro nos llamó la atención, ¿porqué en el mismo sitio? ¿cual de ellas llegó primero?
Para la primera pregunta no tengo respuesta, para la segunda viendo la posición de las patas me decanto porque las dos que están frente a frente llegaron casi al mismo tiempo ..... La tercera obviamente llegó cuando ya había salido el imago de la anterior.
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En Las Damas. Caudete (Albacete) España
The bottom, water and the edge of the pond that has about 120 ms of perimeter with dozens of reeds on the shore. That day we saw eight or ten more exuvians, all of Anax imperator, but what I show caught our attention, why in the same place? Which of them came first?
For the first question I have no answer, for the second, seeing the position of the legs, I choose because the two that are face to face arrived almost at the same time ..... The third obviously arrived when the image of the previous one had already come out. .
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In Las Damas. Caudete (Albacete) Spain
Rock or water?
The Athabasca River is the longest river in Alberta (1,538 km). The first 168 km (located in Jasper National Park) are designated as a Canadian Heritage River.
This is one of my pictures taken in my road trip to Alberta. I just love all the rugged mountain, water falls, lakes and rivers.
A black bear in the wheat field.
Many years ago I had the opportunity to find out about this particular place where black bears frequented. I forgot about the photos I took then.
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The Coal Tit's are normally the first in after I've opened the Breakfast Club buffet... shy, but brave. I can't remember ever seeing two at the same time.
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My heart shattered tonight. No other words can express how i feel.
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North American Beaver
I'd been watching this beaver for about 15 minutes as s/he repeatedly fetched sticks and took them back to the same spot to eat. Uncharacteristically, the beaver eventually looked up and sniffed the air ... my clue that something was different. I looked behind me to see someone else quietly approaching, although still at quite a distance. The beaver knew the other person was there long before I did. :o)
The beaver resumed eating as we two humans quietly watched from a distance.