my outer surroundings do not reflect my inner state of being, nothing could ever affect the calmness and the overwhelming sensation that "I made it" oddly even if it's only this post right here, I did something with my life, but I did some thing and not same thing, so I love myself for that and I love you first standing idly by as I rev my engine, then hopping on the back but not of my motorcycle, of my hopes and dreams so that we may float away together, maybe OZ is around the corner and just maybe everything isn't as black and white As It Seems, I've got heart brains courage and all I want to do is go home...
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