the breath
that butterflied
into a word phrase
that changed my life
give up being right
the stress
that lifted from
my shoulders of
the known world
and leapt for pleasure and delight!
give up being right
give up being right
like child
that woke
from sleep to
find that school
was just a dream
and it was not too late
never too late to
give up being right
give up being right
give up being right all the time
Sep 30, 2011
Sep 30, 2011 at 1:02 PM UTC
the breath
that butterflied
into a word phrase
that changed my life
give up being right
the stress
that lifted from
my shoulders of
the known world
and leapt for pleasure and delight!
give up being right
give up being right
like child
that woke
from sleep to
find that school
was just a dream
and it was not too late
never too late to
give up being right
give up being right
give up being right all the time
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