Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Lund. Labour Day. 2010



















Time passes
Time heals
Love is the thing
that heals
Friends are love
without them, we fall
without them, we are small
in the universe of stars
and fractals
and deserted villages
When a friend dies
we all have lost 
a part of ourselves
And time will pass
for us to find hope again
we look for the signs
that have been left for us
Friends are what have been left
We are each other
Here
Now.

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