Thursday, February 10, 2011

Season for Singing

One, two, three, four, five - yep, five lines. Invisibly linked to each other. Precise in space and direction to navigate imagination's unharnessed composition. "I like it." Those three little words are frequenting customers on the merry-go-round in my head. Their persistency has left me without any more excuses. You like it? Well you gave it. And if you want it, I guess it's time for me to give it back to you. I'm done with fear. Unlike Peter Pan, I will live without that shadow.I'm ready for all the light.

...So, someone find me so spf 50?

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