May our demons never catch up to our dreams.
May the wings beneath our feet rage on, fueling the beacons of hope's glistening beams.
May we prosper, may we laugh.
May life be gentle to us, may we love...
May we run wild in natures gracious embrace.
Find peace, find tranquility, may we find purpose and a harmonious space.
Let's be young... Yes, let's be young and stupid.
Master emotions and conquer cupid.
Let us live to shake the hand of death, acknowledge him as an eventuality and not an end.
May we be immortal in the hearts and minds of time, move with the winds of change through the future's will as it bends.
May we live, may we laugh, may we love...
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
May our demons never catch up to our dreams.
May the wings beneath our feet rage on, fueling the beacons of hope's glistening beams.
May we prosper, may we laugh.
May life be gentle to us, may we love...
May we run wild in natures gracious embrace.
Find peace, find tranquility, may we find purpose and a harmonious space.
Let's be young... Yes, let's be young and stupid.
Master emotions and conquer cupid.
Let us live to shake the hand of death, acknowledge him as an eventuality and not an end.
May we be immortal in the hearts and minds of time, move with the winds of change through the future's will as it bends.
May we live, may we laugh, may we love...
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