Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Hi friend. It’s you from a month ago.
It's all over now.
Everything is black and white.
First there was something, then there was nothing.
Goodbye Mom.
I can't wait until the day l can hug you again.
Поздравляю СЕБЯ с Днём рождения:)
Всего всего тебе:) пишу с ЛОЙГО, как дела вобще,
сегодня пятница и...
Hey Mari, It's me... You
Today is June,2nd. I decided to try another sight instead of Futureme.org
I don't know about though because you can actually send a letter to yourself. and I love...



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