Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I am not afraid of tomorrow for I have witnessed love today. To replace this wonder with dismay would be like asking a burglar to stay. Success takes failure to know its face, recognizing the imprints of hope misplaced. If I foresee the worst approaching I will shield myself with trust engrossing. Remembering a heart filled passed the brim, will keep the dust from settling in. 

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