Thursday, October 19, 2006

Old Inuit Song I think over again my small adventures, my fears. Those small ones that seemed so big. For all the vital things I had to get and to reach. And yet there is only one great thing. The only thing - To live to see the great day that dawns and the Light that fills the world.
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