we're young, we're strong-willed, we know it all. we sail at cruising altitude, until we fall. we speak the truth and they all talk lies. they're completely blind, unless they see through our eyes. we long for the mirror, but we break the glass. we anticipate but get lost in our past. we're used to INSTANT!;
we hate the long run, don't we? but only because we were never any good at distances.
-d
Sunday Secrets
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