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At the end of a little street leading to the imposing gates of Père Lachaise cemetery, a cluttering of small round tables stood together on ..

“It looks like a Monet painting doesn’t it?” she said, looking down at the cluster of tiny colourful houses, far away, bey..

She came here expecting to see only a castle made of stone. She went inside and saw a work of love. Pale pink lights filtered through the stained..

I passed by a church today I wanted to pray to forget my fears, But it was locked. I fed the pigeons in a square ..

I could walk forever in this barren December The soft sound of snow helps me remember The way I looked for you in my dream Seeking you..

“For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.” ― W.B. Yeats Two shad..

Should she wear the turquoise lace dress? Or the brocade dark blue one with the deep cleavage ? Or maybe the red and cream one that will go nicely..

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