We are capable of the infinite,
Capable of creating our best desires,
So we go on until we tire.
We take our granted freedom,
To help those that need it,
So we can find the path lit.
The white flowers are raining,
To smile against your care,
We are the heroes that dare.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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