Friday, March 18, 2022

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.

 Friend, is the person who knows the song of your heart and if you have forgotten the lyrics he/she will sing it for you.

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“Once upon a time, the towering pines and sturdy Carolina hemlock seemed like a protective barrier, the walls of a living sanctuary. But now, draped with morning mist and heaped with snow, my beloved woods appear a menacing maze of secrets and shadows.

The perfect hiding place for monsters.”

― Jacqueline E. Smith, Trashy Suspense Novel





































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