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December 06, 2009
Disarm
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Austen wrote, "Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken."
Omission of words, a voice with a tone misguided, laughs that hide inconsolable sadness – they all disguise. But then there are smiles from the heart, and sighs that tell whole paragraphs…
How lucky we are to have someone from whom radiate little streams of truth, and with whom we share hope, expectations and uncertainties.
And above all else, love.
Posted by quickness at December 6, 2009 10:12 PM