Friday, May 22, 2009
a thought
some dark, and deep, I wonder why ... I seem to be happy, this is a new thought for me. I must keep it hidden, but at the same time I must go further with it. If only I had someone to tell it to. How do I go about making it happen, but being reserved too. I have strong conviction on this so I do not understand why I'm even going forward. I can't stop, or not just yet. Very carefully will I go forward. I wish I could tell .... really ....
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Now I'm curious.
But I also really liked what you wrote on post secret, about holding hands. It sort of reminds me of the Billy Joel song, You're My Home (Home can be the Pennsylvania turnpike//Indiana's early morning dew//Way up in the hills of California//Home is just another word for you)
It allows for great freedom.
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