December 2011
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“Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream.”
– Jack Kerouac, The Lonesome Traveler (via bookmania)
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Maybe we’re all just masterpieces
That were left out in the rain.
Our quality, our value,
Maybe it’s not the same.
But the passion that made us, the mind that created,
It still lives on in the painter who paints it.
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