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November 1, 2012

Though I don't come here looking for your return as often as I did when you first departed from me, I still, on very lonely evenings, come and sit, looking out over a sea of your silence, hoping to possibly catch a glimpse of your peeking up over the distant horizon of your return.  

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09:17 PM Nov 07 2012

Learner of Life

In moments like that... as if  time were stopped...

many questions appears, but without answers...