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Aug 2013
C'est la vie.

That is life.

But life can be a million
different things.
And dreams can be a billion more.

Notre royaume.

Our kingdom.

Can be built with anything
but it's foundations are love
and scars are the clouds
weeping their known sorrows
on us each and every day
but they grow flowers
sharing with us better days.

Notre royaume, mon amour.

Our kingdom, My love.
This is cute. My mind is cute tonight, yet tortured.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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