Someone said I could dream like only I want to.
They said that I had quite the style to be a ghost.
They said I was pure in my ways of love and rotten in my ways to live.
The more I fell, the more I denied this.
No one told me I could dream my own way.
I did. I said that.
And I say that my way of love is just and honest.
My way of living is mine alone, and its got me on my feet, smiling, and praising myself for all my hard work.
(December 18, 2012)
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