|| Life is like a labyrinth, complex and arching with infinite passages... 
Passages which can only discovered and defined by you.
And sometimes your path might cross someone else's, 
And the other would have different stories to recite of the same labyrinth,
But in the end, 
We walk our own ways,
Pathways through the labyrinth, 
Wondering if we could make a mark in this everchanging weave of crevices ||