To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music the words make... ~Truman Capote

Monday, April 11, 2011

What I Know Now...

What I may not have ever thought about, may be the one thing I truly have that’s worth anything. The things that God has planned for us just land in our laps like feathers falling from the deepened sky above us. They land when we least expect it.
This feather of mine is special. It’s worth it. It’s right.
Let's hope atleast.

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