I was once a soul confined in a broken body, in obscurity, awaiting a full bloom. And now it has started.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Hide-and-Seek
Why do we always play hide-and-seek? We speak loud and fast on things that we won't remember tomorrow, and whisper only to ourselves what our hearts need to say the most. We listen to the words. Why can't we hear what comes underneath.
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