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ousia-poetica:Sometimes we miss some people far more than we miss bread. And that hunger is, bitch,
ousia-poetica:Unlike all beings in nature, human beings are both good and evil at the same time, for
ousia-poetica:Sometimes we miss some people far more than we miss bread. And that hunger is, bitch,
ousia-poetica:The feelings that bind us to other people do not depend on geography or distance.
ousia-poetica: Come, let me breathe you until I am oxygen in your veins and in my flesh leave your w
ousia-poetica:Anything that isn’t done before 30… Is definitely done afterwards!
ousia-poetica: “ Everything ” ,absolutely everythingmakes no sense !when poundingsuspicion settlesin
ousia-poetica:Growing up in a loving home prepares us for a better future.
ousia-poetica:Growing up in a loving home prepares us for a better future.
ousia-poetica: I love it when you walk without looking back, not caring about the beginning or the e
ousia-poetica:Inert are words that express indifference.
ousia-poetica:Many times I have loved and forgotten, though I never thought of being the forgotten o
ousia-poetica:“ The true nostalgic is not the one who remembers, but the one who collects exploits i
ousia-poetica:We spend a lot of time defending ourselves; little time building ourselves up…
ousia-poetica: Today I feel different, a certain sadness invades me, drowning the strength that my s
ousia-poetica: We have everything today, they say, although I think that people lack tenderness.
ousia-poetica:My silence is a hymn to freedom that I spread among the particles of a polluted air.
ousia-poetica:It’s not the big words that make a man beautiful, it’s the right actions.
ousia-poetica: For it to be my heaven, all I need is you.
ousia-poetica:Just give me a drop of your love every day and that will be enough for my heart to rev
ousia-poetica: I have a huge list of mistakes I have made, which I am willing to forgive and heal.
ousia-poetica:There is no price for those who love us as we are.
ousia-poetica:If something is permanent, it is the string of certainty, the indomitable desire to me
ousia-poetica:“ The true nostalgic is not the one who remembers, but the one who collects exploits i
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