Thursday, May 20, 2010

a thousand butterflies

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When I depart this world. I hope to leave it better then I came. Hope is the one thing we carry that makes us dynamic in the universe. Challenging the inevitable. When I go, I wont be remembered long. Darling not even you. I wish a thousand butterflies from my lips to you. Battling tears, a fight one rather embrace, yet hope....we continue to hope.

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