And how high can you fly with broken wings?
And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight.
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Life SHOULD NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well- preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally WORN out and screaming "WOO HOO - WHAT A RIDE!!!"
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We all have broken wings.
Sometimes I feel like we are all just a big cosmic joke. I mean we say we love, but do we really know what that is? How it looks, what it feels like?? We try our best, yet fail so many times to live up to our intentions. We all have dreams, but so few ever realize them. Nothing is fair and even the good die young... Kind of a sobering thought. Somehow we keep going...
Sorry to be so dark, it's been a rough week.
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