She was a happy dancing girl, enjoying every moment of her life. Walking down the street to her college, she also dreamed of becoming a dancer. She organized her own dance classes with her best grades in college. The parents were happy with that. He looked at her, followed her, stopped her, and talked to her while...

If I would have the art of writing I would write with my closed eyes, you: as my whole universe I would write how love can change a person into a universe for someone I would write the loudest sound which could be produced to pronounce your name with love I would write the depth of sea and oceans in World to describe...