Wednesday, 30 October 2013

What We Think, We Become.



A small window doesn't matter if the view is good. A small window doesn't matter if you are at home. A small window doesn't matter if you keep smiling. A small window doesn't matter if you dream big. A small window doesn't matter if you are alive. A small window doesn't matter to tell you the truth. A small window doesn't matter if your life matters more.

Through the open window I choose to see the brightness and follow it.

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