To lead you to an overwhelming question . . .
Oh, do not ask, ‘What is it?’
Let us go and make our visit.
ღ The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot ღ
Monday, August 4, 2008
Us iii
In life, love is never planned nor does it happen for a reason, but when the love is real, it becomes your plan for life and your reason for living
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