“…for hope is always born at the same time of love…”

  …for hope is always born at the same time of love… por renterodesigns  Windmills distort the memory of those afternoons, in which I was not aware of my own happiness. I found out later, when the handful of frames displayed before me, brazenly and quiet. vaporous elements, play with air and let in hurtful… Continúa leyendo “…for hope is always born at the same time of love…”