http://ashley.yichi.org/archives/2432 chasing the sun that's never gonna set, we say our lives are mysteries with their own minds, put on your smile and say mean things, the ghost of you lingers Fri, 09 Jan 2009 05:54:50 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 http://ashley.yichi.org/archives/2432/comment-page-1#comment-77539 daisy Mon, 04 Jun 2007 16:52:39 +0000 http://ashley.yichi.org/archives/2432#comment-77539 Their tears at the bitter injustice dry when they begin to perceive the terrible justice of reality, and to accept it. Yet it is their tears and anger, the trying of their generosity and the acceptance of their helplessness, which are perhaps the true source of the splendor of their lives. Theirs is no vapid, irresponsible happiness. They know that they, like the child, are not free. Love it!!!!~ Their tears at the bitter injustice dry when they begin to perceive the terrible justice of reality, and to accept it. Yet it is their tears
and anger, the trying of their generosity and the acceptance of their helplessness, which are perhaps the true source of the splendor of their lives. Theirs is no vapid, irresponsible happiness. They know that they, like the child, are not free.
Love it!!!!~

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