Wednesday, April 20, 2011


Am I wrong to know my voice is right?
I know that I have a feeling to share, not one in which I am aware, 

but the winds blow my name
In this treehouse of insanity

I want to feel good. To feel right, 
and I believe that will be the magic. I so wish to find. I can do it all, it’s in my mind.

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