Give me your hand, it's time. It's time to show new eyes their home.
When fences divide our land, I would catch bullets with my bare hands. And we'll say the one thing everyone should hear: You were meant for amazing things.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
day six
Didn't really have the opportunity to write yesterday.
Made some new friends this weekend. Did a "service" project.
I realized I need to be better about serving others.
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