Tuesday, January 5, 2010

It comes when loneliness shouting around





For the memory has its own beauty to be remembered , and for the future has its own mystery to be discovered.

Friends come, and friends go. Some say hi and some say bye. Yet friendship will last as the days passing by.

World is hard as hard as us...nay we move or nay we lose.

- melorian-

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