Shari

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You learn threw life that there are bumps, bruses and difficulties along the way. but you just have to reajust and pull yourself together and well you will be ok. I love everyone who is and was in my life. They were who shaped and molded me into what and who I am now. I still have my moments and my temper and when my temper blows the only one to calm me down is Aimee or one other friend who is in CT. He well doesn't want to be bothered with me any more. Oh well life goes on. As usual. I love ya guys and I will leave you guys with this little song I love since childhood. Its about love. Its called the Rose: Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed. Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless, aching need. But i say love it is a flower and you its only seed. Its the heart afraid of breaking that never takes a chance. It's the dream afraid of waking that never learns to dance. It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live. When the night has been to lonely and the road has been to long and you think that love is only for the luck and the strong. Just rememeber in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow lies a seed that with the suns love in the spring becomes the rose.