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morava08 September 22 2009, 21:39:57 UTC
в его фото хочется войти:))

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hojja_nusreddin September 23 2009, 01:41:27 UTC
кисс :)

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anonymous September 23 2009, 07:15:30 UTC
мне кажется, я заблудилась, поэтому пойду по своей тропе, а там - как душа подскажет

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Bokonon hojja_nusreddin September 23 2009, 13:46:48 UTC
life is a garden,
not a road

we enter and exit
through the same gate

wandering,
where we go matters less
than what we notice
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(The Lost Book)

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chief_1 September 23 2009, 14:40:17 UTC
1. The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20

(c) Robert Frost

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chief_1 September 23 2009, 14:42:27 UTC
Уже написали. Bastards.

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