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02-16-2010, 01:48 AM
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A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. Preferred Pronoun?:
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. Relationship Status:
All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line. 
 Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Somewhere in between here and gone.
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Have I really lost my soul? If so, I don't know where it went. . .
All you need is a nagging hunger--
Baby the bush is burning, I ain't getting any younger. Belly up and believe, Whatcha waiting for, a revelation? Yeah, yeah. All it takes is a taste of the spirit-- Like an addict, gotta have it every time I get near it, Straight to the heart of the matter No hesitation. No other high like liberation Like liberation, yeah. . .
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Two or three things I know for sure, And one is that I would rather go naked Than wear the coat the world has made for me. |
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