Saturday, October 13, 2012

Boleče vroča žemljica. Bolečine ne moremo igrati.

For the World to know darkness, there always had to be light, even from the very beginning. The ray of blinding hope, as thin as a hair, made people gather around it and their hearts as prisms made the bright circle wider. New people joined the circle and light spread through places known and unknown. And wherever people gathered, new hope was born. (BTBOW)

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