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17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 4:13 م #427033أمير كوكب مورس مشاركHi It’s A nice subject I can’t say any think Just take this flash about love forever Please Press Here for Love forever I would like to say somthing about The flash: It’s a japanes flash and i don’t know what he says , but it’s a truth love Have a nice day for everybody 17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 4:17 م #427034أمير كوكب مورس مشارك17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 4:31 م #427037nana sla7 مشاركthanks ameeeeeeerrrrrr thank u 17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 6:26 م #427048سكر زياده مشاركhey nana i really like what you wrote…..keep it up gurl    17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 7:30 م #427062 17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 7:30 م #427062nana sla7 مشاركbut i need your help  17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 8:25 م #427073 17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 8:25 م #427073أمير كوكب مورس مشاركHi again To My Dear and Loving Husband If ever two were one then surely we. 
 If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
 If ever wife were happy in a man,
 Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
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 Then while we live, in love let’s so persevere
 That when we live no more, we may live ever17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 8:28 م #427074أمير كوكب مورس مشاركThe Meaning of Love I remember the morning that I first asked the meaning of the word, “Love”. This was before I knew many words. I had found a few early violets in the garden and brought them to my teacher. She tried to kiss me; but at that me I did not like to have anyone kiss me except my mother. Miss Sullivan put her arm gently round me and spelled into my hand, “I love Helen.” What is love? I asked. She drew me closer to her and said, “It is here,” pointing to my heart. …Her words puzzled me very much because I did not then understand anything unless I touched it. I smelled the violets in her hand and asked, half in words, half in signs, a question which meant, “Is love the sweetness of flowers?” “No,” said my teacher. Again I thought. The warm sun was shining on us. “Is this not love?” I asked, pointing in the direction from which the heat came…. A day or two afterward…the sun had been under a cloud all day, and there had been brief showers, but suddenly the sun broke forth in all its southern splendor. Again I asked my teacher, “Is this not love?” “Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out,” she replied. Then in simpler words than these, which at that time I could not have understood, she explained: “You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You can not touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love you would not be happy or want to play.” The beautiful truth burst upon my mind — I felt that these were invisible lines stretched between my spirit and the spirits of others. — Prince of Mars (who’s deaf and blind) Best regards 17 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 8:50 م #427076سكر زياده مشاركwhat kind of help do u need we’re here 4 u 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 10:16 ص #427163nana sla7 مشاركextra suger i need your help… write somthing i like what u do ameer thank u..  18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 10:33 ص #427166 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 10:33 ص #427166nana sla7 مشاركok ok now about love love its born with the looking at each other  with the necessity of seein each other  and at last with the impossibility of seppration                 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 1:58 م #427196 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 1:58 م #427196سكر زياده مشاركwhat is love? Love is the height and the depth and the width, yet love is immeasurable. Love is darkness, love is light. Love is emptiness and fullness, forever and always distinct yet flowing within and through and with each other. Love is the yearning for life and the illusion of death. Love is continuance in time and time’s obliteration. Love is its own beginning and ending and becoming. Perhaps the only answer then, is this: Love Is. While in its allness and in its nothingness, we simply need to let it Be – in us… 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 4:34 م #427215nana sla7 مشارك                                             18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 6:56 م #427232 18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 6:56 م #427232JasmiN مشاركLove is being happy for the other person 
 when they are happy
 being sad for the person
 when they are sad
 being together in good times
 and being together in bad times
 Love is the source of strengthLove is 
 being honest with yourself at all times
 being honest with the other person at all times
 telling, listening, respecting the truth
 and never pretending
 Love is the source of realityLove is 
 an understanding so complete that
 you feel as if you are a part
 of the other person
 accepting the other person
 just the way they are
 and not trying to change them
 to be something else
 Love is the source of unityLove is 
 the freedom to pursue your own desires
 while sharing your experiences
 with the other person
 the growth of one individual alongside of
 and together with the growth
 of another individual
 Love is the source of successLove is 
 the excitement of planning things together
 the excitement of doing things together
 Love is the source of the futureLove is 
 the fury of the storm
 the calm in the rainbow
 Love is the source of passionLove is 
 giving and taking in a daily situation
 being patient with each other’s
 needs and desires
 Love is the source of sharingLove is 
 knowing that the other person
 will always be with you
 regardless of what happens
 missing the other person when they are away
 but remaining near in heart at all times
 Love is the source of securityLove is 
 the
 source
 of
 life18 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 7:32 م #427238nana sla7 مشاركi wish u the best 19 أكتوبر، 2003 الساعة 6:09 م #427413JasmiN مشاركSame to you nana 
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