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2007-05-07 14:02

I've always been the black sheep. I've gotten lost a couple of times, I've gotten myself into a few pits and on a few mountains.
But I've learned what I've always known: a beating heart and working lungs are good to have.
I've been through some tough times, tough in my perspective, at least. I can't see it from any one else's. I can't compare, I can't be a worse friend or a worse lover, unless worse means “absent”.
And I just need someone to trust.

So I did something apparently surprising.
This black sheep ran home. The home that everyone has, the home that is where the soul rests. And the body feels renewed.

That home. My home. Your home, too.
And I was welcome.


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