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i call this bus love story part 1

I was sitting at a bus stop. This is either a very clever or a very dumb opening for a book about walking. Hopefully, you’ll pick clever and keep reading. So let me explain. Cuba’s bus stops are havens of shade in an otherwise, hot and sunny country and these concrete boxes with benches served many purposes for me on my 64 day solo walk across the Caribbean’s largest island. They were places to sit where the otherwise omnipresent ants would not crawl up my shorts and bite me painfully on the inner thigh. I could prop my backpack up out of the dirt and dig around for a snack. I could stop and write in my journal or just watch the world go by. They were also great places to meet people and I had some fascinating conversations in these oases. Oh, and yes, on occasion a bus would come by. - Tip 10 to read more

I love❤️ Nature💙

Nature is beauty

My work is what I love the most!…and what I miss the most…

Stilts art performance!

I love sunset, How bout u?

I really love my bog very much🥰🥰

大好き月おばさん　I very like Mrs.Moon

カンちゃんは月おばさんが大好きです。 Kan-chan very like Mrs.Moon.

Hot dogs

How are they friends

Taken By the Light -Mihai last days...

Drawing, charcoal

Hi👋I hope you are good today

Wonders created by God...i love flowers....

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

I love nature 💕

In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. ...

Thorns Love at first sight I saw thou with my two eyes I hoped thou brings the light.

A man hopes to find a perfect partner, and he loves someone very much. Although he expects that love can give happiness to him, but it did not happen. At last he feels lonesome.

I love you mom

Today is my mom birthday . A day set aside to celebrate my mother. How can I ever forget you? You are a wonderful woman . You always put the new of your children above yours . You have a wonderful heart. Not only do you care for your children but for everyone you come across. You are beautiful inside and out . How can I refer you for your unfailingly devotion? What do I give in return for the tears you have shed for me? If only I could buy as any diamonds for you. You are a beautiful gem But I p

I choose you, my love, forever true.

In this vast world, amidst life's maze, You are the one, in countless ways. Today, tomorrow, and every day anew, I choose you, my love, forever true. Through obstacles and challenges we may face, Our love will triumph, leaving no trace. For in your arms, I find strength and grace, Together we conquer, our hearts interlace. In the face of storms and trials we endure, Our love stands firm, resilient and pure. With each hurdle, our bond grows stronger, You are the one I choose, now and forever. No

My mother is my world

My life my mom

The lover I never knew

It tells the story of two people that live a very difficult and different lives that fell in love accidentally and try not to stick to it

I Am With You

In the shadows dark or sunlight's gleam, I am with you, a guiding beam. Through trials faced, you're not alone, I am with you, steadfastly sown. When winds of change start to blow, I am with you, a calming flow. Through stormy seas and skies of blue, I am with you, forever true. In laughter shared and tears that fall, I am with you, through it all. In moments of joy and sorrow's strife, I am with you, your constant life.

What Better Way To Live If I Loose You

The pain of losing a loved one is unmatched, i just miss my mum

I DO NOT LOVE EXCEPT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU (POEM)

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I w