Friday, April 9, 2010
displace
To live your life you have got to lose it.All my misdeeds,all my pride,all my selfishness that caused pain,the things I cant forget about,all my grief,this house haunted by doubt.Liberation from sympathy without restraint or overemphasizing constraint.An ambassador stands out in impecunious crowds with empty hands&healthy words in Laodecia,Tyre or the woods.
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