be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her
still she sings away all the same
knowing she has wings
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who am i?
- tobethatguy
- after having a go at life as a commercial litigation attorney in Philadelphia, i decided to give up the pursuit of wealth and status. these days i'm pursuing happiness, and so far it's working quite well. i'm working on a new career, and i'm trying to follow my bliss. i'll tell you all about it.
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- the entire spectrum
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- why i hate vegetables, installment #209
- oh, i dunno... is that me?
- "these are hard times for dreamers."
- father, forgive me
- maelstrom
- a blog a day keeps the doctor away
- she's just bein' miley
- what love should sound like
- paulo says...
- but every time he smiles at me i know
- hugo says...
- when your eyes say it
- poe says...
- these moments
- this could be my eulogy
- fiesta
- i have an announcement to make
- i h8 txt msging
- sing it to me, billy
- in a nutshell
- mini vacay
- destroying the sanctity of your failure of a strai...
- forward motion
- outta my, outta my head
- the signs of aging
- struck a chord
- finale
- oprah says...
- e.e. says...
- la la la
- where's the beef?
- what is your word?
- my week
- Loving
- benediction
- sleep disorder
- shut up
- it's no secret
- i will always love you
- i wanna be, i'm gonna be...
- proust says...
- can't get over this
- taking inventory
- what is wrong with you?
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