I want to run and run and run.
Into the abyss.
Into the forrest.
Upon the ocean's waves.
Soaring on clouds.
I want to run and run and run.
I want to see the flocks of swallows rise up behind me, their winds carrying me to fly.
Onward to Zion.
Onward to peace.
Life of a 31 Status
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As I sit here contemplating the meaning of life (as a 31 Status), I'm
mentally ticking off boxes in my checklist of things to do: Cook, check.
Eat, check. ...
11 years ago
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