I often say to me often that I love and the name of love traveling to different places. Perhaps chaotic Some of the dangers Never tired just to learn something new as well as the fear of Las places and people familiar happens when the trip ends. Down
...... If I would compare our life journey. Life is a journey, it would be a very special trip than any other because it is composed of many small stories patchwork. Unforeseen events occur at any time. As well as what people need to create a path of its own, and then ...
life is no holiday. It started from human eyes see the world. Step to the beat of the clock. There is a one-way ticket to the turn. And ends when the person does not return to earth and then only if the statement is true radiance. We all travel through a varying, some are sprinkled some rose petals. Thorns were some low I feel the change happening within our own identity more or less
at times, our youth look dim. We wanted to make this trip a little more slowly to allow time to absorb the beauty of the way up. Remember the former through the oscillations in the memory. But the itinerary continues to move forward incessantly. We need a return to the track in time
and we hardly felt the time was gradually swamped us with stories from the world outside. The original idea of that person with the requirements of society. If you just stand still and to explore the possibilities. We would have found ourselves now much different from the original. This place has become a new world. Is that we are not familiar.
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