* Honesty is the puddle in the smooth road you imagine for yourselves.
*Love is an island , seas away from the imagined continents of lust.
*An artist never gets tired of this world, he always invents another for himself.
*Love is an island , seas away from the imagined continents of lust.
*An artist never gets tired of this world, he always invents another for himself.
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