To pieces, distraction, etc...
I am the escaped one. After I was born they locked me up inside me, but I left.
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I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
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I look at people here in this city and wonder whether they’re lonely or like me they’re not content to live as things are meant to be.
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I wanted my own words. But the ones I use have been dragged through I don’t know how many consciences.
and yes I said yes I will Yes.
