You know, people say life's not a bed of roses. But i say it is: it smells sweet and looks pretty most of the time, but then there are those times that you hit a thorn.
.~master skipper
The wheels of the world keep spinning. Sometimes you're caught in the middle, sometimes you're flung to the edge. In the midst of the chaos there is order; when all is lost, too much is found. Method will be found in madness; confusion found in pattern. To comprehend would be incomprehensible; misunderstanding, understandable.
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