Jeffs Blog Random Stories, Experiences, Thoughts, occasional ads and selfies.
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I developed the passion to write when I was just a kid. I started out as a reader. And boy, did I read! Novels, plays, poems, whatever had ink on it. I even went as far as reading dictionaries when I got bored. To finally end my stor.
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When a Tornado meets a Rainbow. When a Tornado meets a Rainbow. In the course of life, things happen that defy preconceived human theories. In this relatively boring life I live, I get more than enough sleep. I get along with my colleagues most times. Or all the time actually. Out of curiosity, I start paying more attention to him and amazingly, I start to reason with hi.
Je voie ton sourire qui baigne dans mon coeur. Voir tes yeux brillé a travers les cieux. Tu es la prunelle de mes yeux. Écouté ta vois te touché par le regard. Frôle tes mains comme des perles rares. Chanté ton amour nuits et jours.
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Je marchais dans la pluie pour aller à mon. Vous savez, cette fille qui fait tout pour vous, qui vous aime malgré tout et vous fait confiance. Une grande confiance qui ne peut pas être séparé.