maybe we are round pegs in square holes
with minds and dreams beyond our years
so breathe you, breathe to the rhythm of your soul
live not to be liked, live to remember
your stories aren’t for the rubble
they’re for the world, to be told

maybe we are round pegs in square holes
with minds and dreams beyond our years
so breathe you, breathe to the rhythm of your soul
live not to be liked, live to remember
your stories aren’t for the rubble
they’re for the world, to be told
Breathe, the ocean whispered.
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Read MoreOften we forget to value the good that comes to us because we take it for granted. Sure, come this time of the year everyone brings out their turkeys and cameras and celebrates thanksgiving. We finally count our blessings, only to get back to the vicious circle of never-ending woes. Why not celebrate thanksgiving every day of our lives?
Read More“Hello, it’s me I was wondering if after all these years You’d like to meet, to go over everything They say that time’s supposed to heal ya But I ain’t done much healing“ Last week, my friends and I were talking about Adele and her last record. It had been so long, we even debated over…
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