It is not so much the place we make for ourselves in this world, as it is the place in this world that we were born with. We all have our own. We are this person who is here at this moment and nobody else.
I am.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009Someone will...
Some people will come back for us, when we ourselves fail to recognize ourselves. And they shall be there for us, taking care of us, making up for what we can't accomplish.
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