the world through the eyes
they always got something to see
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
"The language of friendship is not words but meaning"
Captured by my friend, Epi.
Given angel's wings, where might you fly?
In what sweet heaven might you find your love?
Unwilling to be bound, where might you move,
Lost between the wonder and the why?
Night view at UTM's lake.
To choose your life path and to choose your way at the junctions are similar but not the same.
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