I would think for hours how strange it was that some parts of words are silent, just like some parts of our lives. Did the people who wrote the dictionaries decide to mirror language to our lives, or did it just happen that way?
Life, Words, Language
You can tell me everything, her eyes say, because I will see beauty in everything you say.
Sharing, Beauty
there is no game in her smile. There is warmth and kindness and something that looks like steel. You can tell me anything, her eyes say, because I will see the beauty in everything you say.
Smile, Beauty
Her courage frightens and amazes me. It make me hopeful for her. Is that what you call love? Is that what you call hope?
Love, Courage, Hope
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