The past beats inside me like a second heart.
When I left
Thursday, July 20, 2006
The First and Hopefully Not The Last
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Far away in the sunshine are my aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they may lead. Louisa May Alcott
The past beats inside me like a second heart.
When I left
1 comment:
It's a nice post, pretty expressing, you described the feelings of every Iraqi who left, and even the one who's still there, has the image frozen in your mind, let's hope it comes back to life soon enough ...
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