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Sometimes I find it hard when I feel that the world hates me for what I believe.
I have family and friends who have made choices I disagree with. I still love them. I don't think less of them... (Well, okay, sometimes I think my family just have to live with my judgements, but that feels like a different issue. Maybe because I don't think that my thinking less of them is actually a good thing.)
Because, no. I'm not Voltaire. I'm not sure that I'm prepared to defend you to the death for believing in what I do not. And since I'm not throwing stones, I'm not sure why you're grouping me with others who do.
But that doesn't seem to be the case. This is why we keep our mouths shut. ~ << earlier | later >> |
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need (lyrics by cindy morgan)
over the rainbow / inside of me 'cause I'm not the strongman I am the one in need if I were a circus / traveling around would I be the high wire / or the one falling down? to show you the real me / is the hardest of all should I stay silent / or risk the fall? 'cause I'm not the strongman / I am the one just who I am / and just who you see a strange contradiction/ won't let me be |
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