"The feet may learn the steps, but only the spirit can dance..."

[preppydude]

I was just browsing through my e-album and I found a folder containing photos taken at a dance concert I performed in this year. The photos reminded me of a late friend who passed away suddenly in May this year. They were of a dance he choreographed a couple of years back and was re-staged at this year's concert as a tribute to one of the city's

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[agooddaytolive]

All that is left are memories; and that means a lot. HUGS

[preppydude]

I still hear his laughter at the back of my head. And like an innocent child who has not an inkling about the nature of death, I ask myself now, "Why do people die?"

Thanks dear! Memories they shall be and firmly etched they'll forever be.

Death is the most desolate moment of the human condition.
Pacem in Mortuos.