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from Flight of An Exocet | ||||||||||||||||||
Until one sees the truth of another by looking into their eyes, then the two are not really communicating. Whether it's love, friendship, brotherhood, if you cover the person's eyes, no one can really see or feel what the other is trying to communicate. We have seen more than the truth with our eyes. We have bared our souls and searched for truth and happiness within our friendship. Along the line of hardships and happiness, we have overcome the difficulties of surviving. Thank-you for letting me join your road of knowledge, your love, your friendship by letting me look into your eyes and by dissolving my masks. |
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