Reflection (standard:other, 137 words)
Author: Anonymous	Added: Jun 04 2003	Views/Reads: 3390/1	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Just a short piece of philosophy

Every person's life is different. Whether different from transformations
or different from stillness, the shining loneliness, or uniqueness, of 
words, actions, and amendments always prevail to separate us from one 
another. 

We can never describe our life truly in simple speech, but if there were
two adjectives to describe my life, I would label it like my favorite 
soup. Sweet and Sour. 

Sweet is the twinkling laughter of my baby sister, sweet is the endless
licks dealt on a chocolate ice cream cone, and most of all, sweet is my 
illusions, whether they be blindness or hope. 

Sour is children in midst of a corrupt war, sour is every obstacle never
jumped over, and, most of all, sour is my lost innocence, a simple 
train passing me by. 

I reflect upon these memories, yet I feel colorblind. 


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