Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds que blow,

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If a brush speak. And he speaks, with us, who see and who paints. A story always has to tell who, whom the photograph, who draw. It is in that part of a vision and this is unique as the one who creates. Here, who creates co bulle is driven by wind, sphere that surrounds it, the stories that you tell, the stories that live and want to live. In simple character but consciously complex, an artist in full simpler and incomplete screen. Regulates feelings by color, translates the will to each trait. Peace. The peace that constantly seeks to transmit it and sharing it with each passing minute therapeutic painting. Your eyes are the light of a life full of it, are the purest vision of a force that insists on being constant, whether co bulle caused or innate: as the very seat of paint.
A body that does not move without the mind itself, does not bind without thinking. It does not work the physical effort, only works in mental work. If the body was not so spiritual, would not be such real will of the coloring without thinking about the colors before using them. Sai, recreates, plays, revitalizes, reuses, transports. It is woman to the world. Women, for a whole world, co bulle a reality to something material.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds que blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. co bulle I am the soft starlight co bulle at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
your life is your life do not let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways in October there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. co bulle the gods will offer you chances. Them know. take Them. you can not beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often Do you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. you are marvelous the gods wait to delight in you.