| Our Existence How do you label life? What does it represent? From one to another its a different page. And when you turn it over it can change so quickly. For some its a maze, a path of gift. Nothing is meaningless, there's always a story. People dispise or reminise in their glory. There is a beginning, a middle, an end. We know thats not everything so why do we pretend? A life is lost but left un finished. There's more chapters not yet read. Our plane flies us distances? The secrets are out there of our creation... Megsan - 27/01/04 |
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