| we make our heads big with knowledge
but our hearts stay asleep
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yo, yo no soy yo.
por lo menos, no soy la misma de ayer.
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| now its 16 miles to the promised land
and i promise you i'm doing the best i can
now some days, they last longer than others
but that day by the lake went too fast
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| already, august has gone and september has come.
and this change, is bringing life.
telling us we have places to go and people to be.
a life to live.
reminding us that hope is real.
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"i now know, by an almost fantastic conformity with the facts, that my destiny is to travel, or perhaps it's better to say that traveling is my destiny." - ernesto de la serna
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