One foot forward. One more step. Happiness is a movement. It is the sun. And I am Icarus, flying for it full speed ahead.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Nightly Ramble
Before I swam this sea of endless symmetry. I was the rock, the weathered stone. I was the slant slipping through the designated lines. As strong as I am, no fall could end without a shatter.
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