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expolade GuestbookSkinnygarfield (12 years ago) {Image} {Image} {Image} {Image} Perfumes are the feelings of flowers. Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there. {Image} {Image} THANH {Image} Skinnygarfield (12 years ago) {Image} {Image} {Image} {Image} HAVE A SWEET DAY {Image} {Image} THANH {Image} hanibee01 (12 years ago) ♥ When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. ♥ | |