Tuesday, July 19, 2011
The soul of a knife is to cut, ours is to love. Yet we turned from love, it happened so quick like a storm of complex clouds breaking the light., it was the spirit of the times. It is my prayer that you remember yourself and discover thine self in our past and in our transcended future yet to be and because of NOW, this feeling we have been given by life itself, this unshakable yoke of love
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