As soon as flowers are clipped and given to someone special, they start to die. Are we selfish for enjoying the flower's slow demise or are we giving it a purpose near the end of its days?
We all want to have a purpose in life. Sometimes it really can be as simple as making someone smile.
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Thursday, 14 January 2010
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