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If you're going to live with your head in the sand I beg of you, inhale. Otherwise Take an ear Turn it upward And listen Til your lungs scream and threaten you Keep listening Til your legs shake and muscles burn Listen further Until you start to loathe the sand And you see the unpredictable open air as the luscious power it is.
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Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 4:23 PM UTC
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If you're going to live with your head in the sand I beg of you, inhale. Otherwise Take an ear Turn it upward And listen Til your lungs scream and threaten you Keep listening Til your legs shake and muscles burn Listen further Until you start to loathe the sand And you see the unpredictable open air as the luscious power it is.
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Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 4:23 PM UTC
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