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Deadly Vanomous Beauty of Nature

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Beautiful as they may be, some flowers are much more than they appear to be. Believe it or not, these seemingly harmless plants can really ruin your vacation. So, I'm now going to describe you about the seven most beautiful but deadly flowers in the world. Let's Enjoy them..... No. 7> Daphne Also known as lady laurel or paradise plant, Daphne is a 1-1.5 meters tall shrub, usually grown for its scented flowers. All parts of the plant are poisonous, but the greatest concentrations are in the sap and berries. Daphne contains mezerine and daphnin, two powerful toxins that cause stomach aches, headaches, diarrhea, delirium and convulsions. If Daphne berries are consumed, the victim might fall into a coma and even die. No. 6> Lily of the Valley Just like the Daphne, Lily of the Valley may look beautiful and harmless, but it is entirely poisonous. Eating one or two of the plant’s bell-shaped flowers won’t hurt you very much, especially if you’re an adult. Eaten in l

Lyrics: Not Fade Away by Rolling Stone

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I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be You're gonna give your love to me I'm gonna love you night and day Well love is love and not fade away Well love is love and not fade away My love bigger than a Cadillac I try to show it and you're drivin' me back Your love for me has got to be real For you to know just how I feel Love is real and not fade away Well love is real and not fade away I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be You're gonna give your love to me Love to last more than one day Well love is love and not fade away Well love is love and not fade away Well love is love and not fade away Love, love is love and not fade away Not fade away Not fade away MP3 Link:  http://dc125.4shared.com/img/827944670/fe9eb1d1/dlink__2Fdownload_2FV-HkIhDS_3Ftsid_3D20111010-81063-5f77e2c0/preview.mp3

A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand-- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep--while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?