Ah! the peacefulness of an evening
without the phone ringing!
There is such a beauty in the silence.
Stillness is a precious treasure.
I suposse without the anoying noise
I would not be able to apreciate
such a serene moment...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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