in our sorrow there are no sorrow no pain nor desolation no despair nor devastation just clean void endless space to savor no anger, no worries no anxious rush overtime no nothing just peace and serenity when the heart heaves the burden and goes tranquil in endless meditation accepting amnesia for the memories of the world defying hate and pity, even love a one way route for all to pass some hang on there a little too long others just go before others but all are equal through life unto death a sanctuary of mocked affluence and ridiculed fame of banished penury and stripped poverty that road frequently taken less desirable yet inevitable for those wrapped in this transition, how are the mighty fallen? Rip Catherine Ezeigwe and Chinazom Onuorah beautiful souls on a beautiful day belong to a beautiful would other than our own! I count myself lucky for sharing in your stories!
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 05:43:55 +0000
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