Somersault
It's all make believe, isn't it?
Monday, June 9, 2008
I long for the sky to fold its great wings around me. To sleep in its embrace
until purity comes
in its boundless, dazzling glory; to be boundless.
To step outside of myself, and breathe.
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Searching for my place in this world, I keep running from one falling star to another till I drop.
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