danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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fourteen seconds till sunrise

tired, wiser for the time

on a good day, I know it ain’t every day
we can part the sea
and on a bad day, I know it ain’t every day
glory beyond our reach

no time left now for shame
horizon behind me, no more pain