AMessage To Myself. Going to get out of here So many voices fill this place Society's in my solitude Oh find me the corner of this great space! If I'd heard every word If I'd read every line upon the shelf I'd still need a message to myself. A message to myself. Searching for the elements The roots of a fundamental love Been reaching out to find my solid ground Because I've never known peace
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Trynot to compare it to anyone else.". - Glenn Close Click To Tweet "Fight for what makes you optimistic about the world. Find it, insist on it, dig into it, go after it.". - Jennifer
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