Life has a beauty all it's own, tranquil, serene, a wonderful
peace for our souls and minds, people acquiescing for the most
part to it's experience.
Everyone must work, go to school, take care of the many chores
in order to take care of their families and themselves, hoping
to find happiness and joy in between.
Looking into windows of life, watching reflections of everything
passing through time, sitting quietly, thinking about the pur-
pose of living.
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