singing for my heart (Sometimes) life
(dis-)appoints everything to it's time; (mis-)placing perfect dreams who-knows- where? I must (out)stretch my wings for flying & (bomb-)drop into the water of life; crash-)landing with my little load of imperfections exploding wide. - I (mostly badly) time the Big Ones and live my (mis-)taking just enough to survive the meaning: the (un?)lucky loser finds that being right isn't everything.
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