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G Date: Sunday, June 15, 2008,


Well probably I was too harsh in the previous post. I sound kind of contradicting yeah? I meant what I say, just like the sms I sent you two days ago: "You still belong to our clique no matter what". Please don't hate anyone, it will made your life worse. What I think is either that there are some misunderstandings among us or you are too stressd. Probably I may not be the best person to talk to, but at least when you tell how you feel, you somehow will better right. Nobody is perfect, so try to accept each other's shortcomings. I am not perfect too, so do any of you out there. When there is contact between peoples, there is sure to be conflict. Accept it anot, this is what life is about. Three words to sum up life: It goes on.

Friendship
Such love I cannot analyse
It does not rest in lips or eyes
Neither in kisses or caress
Partly, I know, it's gentleness

And understanding in one word
Or in brief letters. It's preserved
By trust and by respect and awe
These are the words I'm feeling for

Two people, yes, two lasting friends.
The giving comes, the taking ends.
There is no measure for such things.
For this all Nature slows and sings.
Elizabeth Jennings

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