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Oct 17, 2005 18:05


Pretty The World
There is nothing on this earth quite like being loved.
There is nothing like being told you are perfect, even when it is a sweet untruth.
There is nothing like fire and rain and wind and water in someone else's hands.
There is nothing like being afraid, and doing something anyway.
There is nothing more exciting than a long hallway with someone at the end.
There is nothing more glorious than swingsets and sending you on your way.

So I'll keep living, breathing in and out, and waiting.
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