Monday 21 June 2004

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It is so pleasant and unexpectedly to get to know that you are not a cold iceberg. I imagined at last the picture of sinking the Titanic, this wonderful liner crashed by a block of ice. The woman is like a fragrant and tender flower which needs sun, gentle breeze and warm rain. The dreams as mirages in the desert excite the imagination, intoxicate and give a hope to find a fairy oasis.
It is pleasant for me to know that somewhere afar there is a man who understands and share my mood.
When a quiet night comes to the houses, the town gets quiet, the dreams seize slowly our sleepy consciousness. In the kingdom of dreams everything gets alive. Our secret wishes and even fears get nearly real. It is surprising and so exciting. People have to strive to make these illusions real.

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