The suns coming in the window
Just like another summer morning
I wish I felt the same
Its like I'm almost free
Just one thread tying me back
When I turn around
In the doorway you stand.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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We all live in different worlds. Some of us are born into one world and move into the next. Some of us stay put. This is the story of a person who decided to move on and enjoys life in subtle and uncautious ways. This is the life of a puddle jumper.