Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Where is my mind
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
London town
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To all of you that live in London understand how jealous I am of you. There
is more history in some of the smallest houses than there is in my whole
countr...
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