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Thoughts... was sent to me by a friend... Ripp "The gray in my friend's face is a painful happiness sustained through the day and paid for tomorrow. There is a constant thought struggle, as partners, to stay home and die, or to go amongst them and live. Together, we withstand the pain after, and promise ourselves next time to stay....but we are drawn to life, no matter how painful, for it pierces our soul with wind and sun." |