SUBALA SUBULU
All About Writing and Arts
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.
-Pablo Neruda
Sabtu, 26 Februari 2011
Un-talk-able
Gaudeo te scire
Gaudeo te amare
Et gaudeo abs te animo
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