chests tighten with panic; some who will pump our hearts when we feel numb. we must find a confidant. we must reach out & open ourselves up. let us be each other’s sounding boards. let us be a tribe. we’re in this together.
Wednesday 4 May 2011
we’re all a mess but we’re all a mess together. there is a great power in numbers. we must learn to speak without fear. learn to love without fear. learn to act without fear. we must make our voices heard each day, even if they come in a whisper. we all must find someone to breathe for us when our
chests tighten with panic; some who will pump our hearts when we feel numb. we must find a confidant. we must reach out & open ourselves up. let us be each other’s sounding boards. let us be a tribe. we’re in this together.
chests tighten with panic; some who will pump our hearts when we feel numb. we must find a confidant. we must reach out & open ourselves up. let us be each other’s sounding boards. let us be a tribe. we’re in this together.
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