sweet cashmere.
Thursday 18 November 2010
Time Passing is One Thing That Cannot Be Redone.
Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
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