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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

visited AFTC today.

when you return to a place where you spent a portion of your life, what you see, is not the grief you had going there daily in the past, neither the hardships you faced on those lands, but rather the feeling that you have reconnected with a fragment of your past, and this brings a deep sense of belonging.

it is not the place that makes a wonderful memory, but the people there. not any person can who make your life interesting, but rather that very place where those precious people gathered, the roads where their paths crossed with yours, that makes life, truly, worth living.

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10:02 PM