A mix of red and white...
The meeting between the purity from white, the passion from red... The reflection of a kind of magic blue on my soul... For few hours, felt like wrapped in coulours of life...
“I am nothing special of this I am sure. I am just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten. But I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, that has always been enough.” Nicholas Sparks-The Notebook-
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