Politics Inflame The Passions In A Way

I Regret. I Apologize. I Blame Myself. I Continue As Before.

Old Photograph: Amid The Set Poses Of Her Family, A Young Girl Smiles And Raises Her Hand A Little.

When Love Ends, We Cry Out Against Destiny. When Friendship Ends, We Cry Out Against Our Friend.

I Win On My Merits; My Opponents Win By Cheating.

Unlike The Ambiguity Of Life, The Ambiguity Of Language Does Reach A Limit.