I don’t wish to own the best of anything. I don’t dream of improving my stature, but improving my nature. I do not have dreams, but I have wishes. I do not want friends, I want companions, cohorts, soulmates, and allies. Even with all this selflessness, I am selfish. Selfish because I hold on to memories tighter than the people I care about. But that’s the thing about life....Always a work in progress. So there’s always hope
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