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Everyday I live the world gets smaller the numerous things that I vowed begin to vary and in this ever shrinking world there remain many tunnels tunnels that can bless and unviel, dizzy and tire and betray Everyday I lift my eyes and witness just a little more I see the depth in a human heart greater and in stupor, watch all the minute props that fill these spaces spaces that can mend and refresh, scar and bewilder I see the small things that matter Everyday I live my passion grows stronger The day I learn to take joy for nothing Will be the day I discover something That everyday I live my heart grows I feel my heart grow one way or another Everyday we live our hearts may grow larger or harder the first taunts the latter so remember to fight for a heart grown larger Everyday I fall and return from the dust stronger the dirt is brittle and with time is cleansed I beckon my heart to make amends so as not to let it end I learn to make a mile stretch farther because everyday I live the world gets smaller
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Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
Everyday I Live The World Gets Smaller
Everyday I live the world gets smaller the numerous things that I vowed begin to vary and in this ever shrinking world there remain many tunnels tunnels that can bless and unviel, dizzy and tire and betray Everyday I lift my eyes and witness just a little more I see the depth in a human heart greater and in stupor, watch all the minute props that fill these spaces spaces that can mend and refresh, scar and bewilder I see the small things that matter Everyday I live my passion grows stronger The day I learn to take joy for nothing Will be the day I discover something That everyday I live my heart grows I feel my heart grow one way or another Everyday we live our hearts may grow larger or harder the first taunts the latter so remember to fight for a heart grown larger Everyday I fall and return from the dust stronger the dirt is brittle and with time is cleansed I beckon my heart to make amends so as not to let it end I learn to make a mile stretch farther because everyday I live the world gets smaller
There are those you dislike and never see again there are those you like and never see again there are those you dislike and see often there are those you like and see often there are those you love and always cherish and there are those you love and never let fall away
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jordan-scott-hamilton
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
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