You are the star in the sky
To guide me through the night
I give you my hope
To bring me to light
You're the flower in the field
You're the spice in that patch
Bringing colors and beauty
No others can match
You're the beat in the song
That one little thing
That picks up the tempo
And gives it a swing
The happiness on a bad day
The cool waters flowing with the wave
The smiling face in a strange crowd
The bright sun shining through a cloud
You're what life is lived for.














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"When life gives you lemons, say: "I like lemons, what else have ya' got?" ~someone famous.
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The Taj Mahal is like an eternal teardrop on the cheek of time - Rabindranath Tagore
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It ought to be illegal for an artist to marry. If the artist must marry let him find someone more interested in art, or his art, or the artist part of him, than in him. After which let them take tea together three times a week.
Sorry to be brutal, but it's true.
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Now know as ~typospaz
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The Taj Mahal is like an eternal teardrop on the cheek of time - Rabindranath Tagore
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Now know as ~typospaz
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