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If my hertbeat were only like the wind, Free and true. It may not always be easy to look up when you are facing down, stand tall, when you are on your knee's - watch leaves turn from green to brown. Love is illusive, when your heary is heavy like stone, sinking when you need to swim.

The battlefields have gone - the warriors all dead - nations have risen and empires have fallen - the blood rivers dry and the weapons buried. But my story begins in the boundaries of the soul and unfolds on the depths of the heart. The concept of friendship is tarnished and lost. It only takes one act of honour and love to find the light at the end of the preverbial tunnel, and this is where my story begins... The eyes are the window of th soul, they can tell stories of passion and purgery -...

If distance was relative to time, then in my soul would would still be captured in the apron strings of a mothers touch. Life may not always be simple, but fair is something its not. You can only be tuely disappointed in yourself,. life is a serious of complications, its only us who chose to to carry on, or dig our own hole deeper! Foxie