Mosaic

[color=#000000][center][size=10][font=Lucida]The clock breaks down, but the time goes on. Before you can feel it, the pleasure is gone. You are an old man with the stick in your hand, you're flying in death's lap with no place to land. Make today special, stop planning tomorrow. If you're happy now, there should be no sorrow. You can't change things that happened, it's true. But if you'll accept them, you'll find the way through. I spoke with an old man on the street yesterday. ,,Life is not a game that we all have to play. It's a mosaic and every moment is one piece, your job's to make it colourful, remember this!'' I'm puttig together my pieces since that. I'm creating a mosaic that no one'll forget. Nothing can take the rainbow off of my path. My colourful mosaic will survive even death![/font][/size][/center][/color]

Nina Petrovec

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