Why is it so impossible to begin?
To begin to
love
cry
listen
speak
or comprehend.
I've begun to realize that I like being stuck exactly where I was yesterday. It's easier that way. No challenge, change or frustration to face. No mountains to climb or valleys to forge. Yet, this song, this aria within me cries desperatly to be heard. When I reaxamine my heart I cannot keep my voice from singing. For the song has already begun.
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