marin.a: Harir
marin.a: I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly, I'll do what it takes til I touch the sky
marin.a: There goes the sun, oceans away.
marin.a: Safe
marin.a: “The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.”
marin.a: Quel est ce lien qui me tient vivant dans ce monde?
marin.a: FUN!
marin.a: Silent is snowfall, I whisper Goodbye...
marin.a: Love.
marin.a: Sweetheart.
marin.a: The smell of SPRING is in the air!! :)
marin.a: Summer Sun