Art by Tang Yuehui
I remember my
Father telling me stories
About birds and stars.
He taught me to dream, to think.
Thus he has given me freedom.
Freedom
22 Wednesday Jan 2014
Posted in Poésie
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Hortus Closus
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A wonderful and true message Esther!
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Never stop dreaming, never stop writing. 🙂
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Very picturesque
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That was a wonder gift I think
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Schöne Botschaft wünsche einen guten Tag liebe Grüße Gislinde
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Continue to dream Esther! Such an excellent message your Blog gives today! Bravo!
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WONDERFUL…SINCERELY ANDREA((BLESSED))
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Beautifull
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C’est magnifique tres tres beau!
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Teaching is like this,
Not constraining, not blocking,
Just telling a tale.
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🙂
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fairytales 😉 I have one, I am gonna write about it later 🙂 Bisouiouiou
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Beautiful…
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So beautiful.
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