Friday, 9 November 2012

Someday after midnight

When death feels close, when the thirst seems most unbearable, when the pain and fears have become familiar friends. Remember hope where you left her. Remember she can keep you strong till you reach the place you thought only existed in your dreams, where there is green grass by the water side. The darkness would flee, the hurting would seize and and there would be no more dry grounds and finally light and laughter would come to stay.

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