My mantra this week is"Be nice to yourself"
As I grow older
Theres so much I do not know
I'm drawn to those who are bolder
and go places no one dare to go
When I sleep
I dream of the person I might have been
Then I'm free again
and I speak
Like someone whos been to the highest peaks
and back again
I swear my grass is greener than anyones
I believe again
Then I wake and the dream fades away
I face the day and realize
there's got to be some hero left in me.
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