Saturday, November 5, 2011


Sometimes I wish I lived in a far away place. Somewhere I can only imagine. Somewhere different from this reality I see every day. There's nothing wrong with now, or here. But there's something exciting about the unseen.
"I climbed the top. I climbed the tree to see world."
"And when the Gods came around to blow me down, I held on as tightly as you held onto me."
"Held on as tightly as you held on

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