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Mar 10, 2006 21:57

i'm deciding to be free
be the man i dream of being
me there high up on the cube
moving my hips and pouting my lips
dancing to the music with my eyes closed
i see myself running down the beach
wind in my hair and salty breeze in my nose
the sun is rising as i move through
devouring a book in a overstuffed chair
the sounds of london town all around
and not a care in the world outside my tome
the chants of monks vibrating me
thousands of years of tradition all around
and the greatest testament of love more then a tomb
i want to see and be a part of the world
outside of what i think i can and can't do
no more stopping myself
i've given myself an inch now i'll take my mile.
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