Sunday, March 18, 2007

Memorial

The moment you meet someone, you don't realize what an impact they will have on possibly the rest of your life. The minute you look at someone, you may not yet know that they will teach you so much, and love you in a way you never knew possible.
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When you lose that treasure, you spend your days wanting it back. When you lost it forever, you have no choice but to take all the goodness that you learned, put it in your silken handkerchief and run through the tunnel of darkness. If you're lucky, the light at the end of the tunnel came from the contents of the handkerchief.
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Let us remember Tsiki Eyal, April 1st, 2007 at the Maskeret Batya Cemetery, 4 p.m
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