I have run from the truth since the days of my misspent youth. I was hungry for kindness, I was lost in life's blindness. When you're born without wings, all you dream of all you want is that feeling of flying of rising and climbing
If you lose or you win you've got to learn to love the world you're living in.
13 oct 2010
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