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and in the manner of a dying man who has seen unfortunate things too well who has tried to speak what we need to know for the pain of death is too hard to bear if we must face the darkness all alone (and we must face the darkness all alone) for the world has grown so dark, my friend and we have also grown so very old as each tiny moment of loveliness each hint of love in each or any face each and every glimmer of decency each and any glimmer of human-ness and as our courage does all fear replace and we can see the mountain top again and we can face the raw and bitter fact that the world's been stolen; to take it back does a truer power necessitate than we have yet to show or demonstrate "i love you" spoken without no vanity "i love you" spoken with no trace of shame ..,,,
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 4:02 PM UTC
infinite journey
and in the manner of a dying man who has seen unfortunate things too well who has tried to speak what we need to know for the pain of death is too hard to bear if we must face the darkness all alone (and we must face the darkness all alone) for the world has grown so dark, my friend and we have also grown so very old as each tiny moment of loveliness each hint of love in each or any face each and every glimmer of decency each and any glimmer of human-ness and as our courage does all fear replace and we can see the mountain top again and we can face the raw and bitter fact that the world's been stolen; to take it back does a truer power necessitate than we have yet to show or demonstrate "i love you" spoken without no vanity "i love you" spoken with no trace of shame ..,,,
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 4:02 PM UTC
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