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[xiane]

Every season is a chance for renewal.
Every day is a gift of redemption.
Every moment is a secret salvation.
I may dance alone,but I am surrounded by stars.
Give me a minute of wild abandon, more precious than gold... I treasure the random moments, the secret glimpses and stolen seconds in that world that hides between the bricks and mortar of what we accept as solid and real.
I reject your morality, your mortality, every minute of mundane and disappointingly binding concept that you think you cannot live without.
If only you would close your eyes for five minutes, spin around three times - this would melt away a d reveal what you knew as a child... it is all a game. It is fake, and we all agreed to make it our lives - instead of what we really want to do - because we secretly think we don't deserve better.
Your dreams can become reality... but first you must dare to believe in them... and your self.
Take a leap of faith - in yourself.

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[crossbonesdj.livejournal.com]

did you write that, or is it from something? it's really good.

[xiane.livejournal.com]

I wrote that the other day in a fit of mixed pity and frustration, flavoured by hope... it was fueled by the endles string of people that look at my life and think they couldn't manage to dress the way they want, do what makes them happy, etc... because they've been brainwashed by society to think they can't.
Thanks for the thumbs up!

[mmymoon.livejournal.com]

That is exactly what I think
when I drive past the city
(or deep into the city)
and look up at the stars.
^-^