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runnin' on borrowed legs

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Don't think about chances we're taking.

What at once just seemed the impossible
now makes perfect sense.

What can now be said
oh, little one on the other side
dance until the band stops playing
sing with all your might.



march to (your) own drum

love.peace&joy;i.want.to.be.desperate.for.You.
Posted by Cathy Shin at 8:15 PM
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