One day, one night, one moment, with a dream to believe in. One step, one fall, one falter, find a new earth across a wide ocean.
Monday, March 1
The Song You Sing
We all have excuses// why living in fear//something in us dies// Like a bird with broken wings//its not how high he flies//but the song he sings (Courage Is, The Strange Familiar)
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