imagine there's no heaven, no hell below us; above us only sky; imagine all people, living for today
Saturday, February 11, 2006
People
People come and go. The only thing that counts is to cherish every here-and-now. Sometimes, would you wonder, why do I be in all such a mess? How can I escape from it? Is it about fortune? About faith? About love?
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