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If some lives form a perfect circle, other take shape in ways we cannot predict or always understand. the improbability of a perfect ending forces me to anticipate Loss as part of my journey. But the little we shared has also shown me what is so precious about you. So has this incandescent feeling for which I can only be grateful.
May 9. 2009 at 08:29
If some lives form a perfect circle, other take shape in ways we cannot predict or always understand. the improbability of a perfect ending forces me to anticipate Loss as part of my journey. But the little we shared has also shown me what is so precious about you. So has this incandescent feeling for which I can only be grateful.
sleepless in Pembroke Pines…