My way home is through you
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
-Maya Angelou-
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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"Love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. Love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides. Each of us is created of it. And I suspect each of us was created for it” -Maya Angelou-
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