How happy is your hope?

[Line A, the oldest subway line in Latin America - BsAs, March 09]

Where there is beauty and leaving, there is pain.

Because my joys has been painfully brief in a giant world increasingly crowded with special people. The more special the person, the greater the pain of departure. But I don't say "the greater despair" anymore!

I believe that "everything is gonna be alright" someway, and "I gotta have faith"! Uff!