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I'm high, Above the trees, amoung the clouds, I linger, or try to anyway... hoping I can feel this way forever But then I fall Not becau..

I thought quite a bit about everything yesterday.. about dying, about my life and where it’s going.. but mostly I thought about her and how she ..

A life on stilts, A life below You feel so far from everyone, Always looking at those above, So distant So belittling B..

I saw her from across the room. She began to speak with someone, a man in his late twenties. Her hair was shorter now; it looked as soft and beau..

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