That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sometimes it feels like we’ve run out of luck When the signal keeps on breaking up When the wires cross in my brain You’ll start my heart again When I come along FINGERS CROSSED. |