A different line
A chance to heal, to allow what's real
To take its course
Like a brush in hand, to paint a picture
Of what we would like to see
And love to be
The vision is clear, taking charge of fear
For granted I do not take the future
To be changed by triumph
Tears and pain of the past
I gain wisdom
The fragile art of existence
Is kept alive by sheer persistence
The fragile art of existence
No time for self-pity
No time for dwelling on what should have been
But is yet to be
Take the plunge, take the chance
Safe in the heart and soul from elements
Spawned by those void of no self-worth
And no sense of dreams











the pictures from the the gathering gig r amazing!
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A friend of mine named me so caus emy real name is Julia and there are so much Julias...and so she speaks it with a H but like a spanish "J" and writes it Hulia
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"She waits for me in my dreams. Every night misery brings. Haunts my day. Haunts my wake. Oh, my lord can't you feel her grow, inside of me. Tearing my mind. For once my lord please help me believe in you."
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The philosopher!!! You know so much about nothing at all!
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The philosopher!!! You know so much about nothing at all!
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The philosopher!!! You know so much about nothing at all!
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