Jan 31, 2003 22:14
The past is engraved but I can mold the present. The past is like an artwork, I can hate it, resent it, but I choose to marvel it. The stories and emotions it painted. The pictures when I shed tears, and when I laughed the loudest. It is the beauty of life you see.
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~Brett
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