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Sunday, January 6, 2008
Missing a good old friend
Each day with someone new
I would look & never find another you.
The world is full of people, i know it's true
Yet no one could ever equal, the friend i found in you.
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Deepak Sethi
How does one become a butterfly ? You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.
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