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[pixxipiper]

Its strange how all good things must come to an end at some point in time, yet bad things can continue on forever. We build up walls in order to hide from the pain of loss and sadness, but all it does is keep out the joy as well. Our only hope is that sadness will fly away on the wings of time.  Its like taking a chance...or forgiving someone for their faults...when all you want to do is let go and feel your spirit soar.
Listen now to the gentle whispers of hope...