{ Being able to record my environment with leisure is like blowing a breath of hope into a flower  that had not been able to bloom. The streets that I daily walk through or the repetitive street signs I see, look like signs and ways pointing to success, and sometimes I choke with on-coming tears when I see scattered footprints printed on the beach. If through this book of time, one can be comforted in a time of distress… may one tear of happiness be a drop of sparkling delight. }

L - A child writing a diary with pictures

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