12th January 2007
Friends with mysteries as deep and unidentifiable as the Universe. You miss them the most because they force you to return to the basics. What you know is never as important as what you say. What you say, and what you do. Will you hold their hands and comfort them? The process of uncovering the truth is selfless love. This process is the meaning of life, and not knowledge of the unknown. Soon enough, the mystery becomes irrelevant, and there is laughter all around. Because you have touched me, smiled at me and have held my hand.
Friday, January 12, 2007
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