Wandering With Words

Random musings of a reckless soul.


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Some friendships are short-lived.

“For this is wisdom; to love, to live

To take what fate, or the Gods may give

To ask no question, to make no prayer

To kiss the lips and caress the hair

Speed passion’s ebb as you greet its flow

To have, to hold, and in time, let go.”

Author: parchedsouls

Diploma in Fashion Design. M.A in English Literature. Bachelor of Education. Teacher.

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