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Nov 2011
When light passes thru a glass, the light is bent.

When truth passes a liars mouth reality is stretched.

Are you always heart-broken or just broken?

Is your heart even beating? check your pulse.

Somebody loves you, of that you can be sure.

Even if you have no one to love.

Sand on a beach is not a measurement.

I don't want you to love me in miles and inches, but hugs and kisses.
Rodolfo Facio Jr
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