I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
D. H. Lawrence
I always liked this poem once I truly understood what it meant.
There truly is a small lesson in these words. Search your soul and heart.
A few words about friendship.
You never question the cost of friendship once you understand its value.
I have lost a lot over the years...I didn't take care of my friends.
There are many nights and days I want to cry because I feel lonely.
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