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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: A Love Song For No One
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Feb 5, 2013. A Love Song For No One. It can be anything; a passage from a book you're reading, the sudden whiff of a familiar perfume, driving down a once forgotten road. And sometimes, a song. Bree Do listen t...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: July 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jul 18, 2012. From The Wisdom Well of. Links to this post. Jul 3, 2012. But You Don't Really Care For Music, Do You? She stirs next to him, half covered by the thin blanket, in her pink snoopy shirt and black s...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: December 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Dec 7, 2012. Umamah, get back to class this instant. This is a bathroom, not a club.". For a few seconds there was complete silence. And then. How does she know everything. Told you. She's a witch.". Dec 6, 2012.
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: June 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jun 29, 2012. We have one thing to be grateful for. At least it is our daughter and not one of our sons who might be ill.". And that's the way the cookie crumbles. From The Wisdom Well of. Links to this post.
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: April 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Apr 15, 2012. Pak Sar Zameen Ka Nizam, Quwat-e-Akhuwat-e-Awam. I want to acknowledge Maryam Reza, Ali Ahmed and Bilal Sheikh for being awesome and helping me out with it. From The Wisdom Well of. Yes, laugh all...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: July 2013
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jul 19, 2013. I thought you were really into him. He could not resist, The Judas Kiss. From The Wisdom Well of. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Tipu Burger's Famous Bun Kabab. Can You Hear Me?
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: March 2013
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Mar 26, 2013. How long has it been? 11 days, 23 hours". How does it feel? Not so great. The world is not as hazy as it used to be.". I thought that was a good thing.". Not when you see the things I see.". 7 Thi...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: The Promise Of A Brave New World
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jan 31, 2013. The Promise Of A Brave New World. Any goodbye could be our last goodbye. But never is this a more glaring possibility than when saying it to family and friends who live really far away. I know not...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: November 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Nov 22, 2012. Blessed Are The Oblivious. A year ago, I thought I would never recover from my loss. And today, I can't even remember what I lost in the first place. I think time is beautiful. Links to this post.
