This is an altar for anyone to sacrifice in love,death and poetry. Because in this life, everything starts with Love.. Everything is Poetry.. Everything end up in Death!
Δευτέρα 29 Απριλίου 2013
T. S. Eliot
April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.
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