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a.) So I'm gonna fall, and fall, and fall, And not
hold on hold on, hold on. Let go! All we ever will
become is what we give away, and give away,
and give away. and give away. We are who we
love, and what we do with what were given,
and what we put in to the world is who we
become. Time is a machine that makes us, and
we leave and exit each others, and leave and
exit life like blood pumping. It makes the heart
grow. There's a kind of history we make smashing
against each other. Our hands filled with
each others hands filled with purpose, and I think
it's called survival.

b.) Even if our scars dont match there's no
wrong you can't make better if you can figure out
a way to change your mind. And sure theres
things I regret not doing or doing. Those
thoughts climb my spine like spiders, and then I'm
really the stranger in my own bed, and that ball
of nervous gets pushed into every crack. Thats
whats holding the bricks together. But the
answers aren't around us they are in us. And
sure the bullets still in there, but I'm moving, and
I think that's called survival.

c.) Well I want to pretend for a few more hours
and a few more days until we forget what we're
pretending for. What are we pretending for? We
arent pretending anymore. Because we might
not ever get to go back home again, and home
might not exist the way we know it, or knew it to
be, or maybe we'll be so different home won't be
able to house us. Especially if we keep pulling all
the feathers from our wings. But no matter how
unraveled or what shape we take. We can
always come home. Home inside of people and
God. The way you lean is the way you fall. The
way you lead is the way you follow.


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