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i won't forget when Peter Pan came to my house, took my hand
i said i was a boy; I'm glad he didn't check.
i learned to fly, i learned to fight,
i lived a whole life in one night.
we saved each other's lives out on the pirate's deck.
and i remember that night
when i'm leaving a late night with some friends
And i hear somebody tell me it's not safe, someone should help me
i need to find a nice man to walk me home.
when i was a boy, i scared the pants off of my mom,
climbed what i could climb upon
and i don't know how i survived,
i guess i knew the tricks that all boys knew.
and you can walk me home, but i was a boy, too.
i was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
riding topless, yeah, i never cared who saw.
my neighbor comes outside to say, "get your shirt,"
i said "no way, it's the last time; i'm not breaking any law."
and now i'm in a clothing store, and the sign says less is more;
more that's tight means more to see, more for them, not more for me...
that can't help me climb a tree in ten seconds flat.
when i was a boy, see that picture? that was me:
grass-stained shirt and dusty knees.
and i know things have gotta change:
they got pills to sell, they've got implants to put in, they've got implants to remove,
but i am not forgetting
that i was a boy too...
and like the woods where I would creep, it's a secret I can keep,
except when i'm tired, except when i'm being caught off guard;
i've had a lonesome awful day, the conversation finds its way
to catching fire-flies out in the backyard...
and i tell the man i'm with about the other life i lived;
and i say now you're top gun, i have lost and you have won
and he says, "oh no, no, can't you see?
when i was a girl, my mom and i we always talked,
and i picked flowers everywhere that i walked.
and i could always cry -- now even when i'm alone i seldom do,
and i have lost some kindness,
but i was a girl too:
and you were just like me, and i was just like you.
- dar williams
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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It talks about just the kind of thing you can see people scrunching up their faces over, frowning and going, 'it's unnatural!' to each other, when in fact the only unnatural thing is that there are people with minds so small and narrow nothing outside their own frame of reference fits in them. 
Anyway, I loved those words.
(And, you know what's ironic? When I was a boy, I really didn't do much of that stuff, fighting pirates and getting my knees dusty and such, haha!)
Please take care, and hope to talk to you soon. 
Hugs:
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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i miss you, btw. things have been CRAAAAAZY with graduation coming up next week, and i've been in meetings and conference calls with the PRESIDENT of the college, due to this woman messing up a shot i had at finishing my externship -- so i graduate but without a degree until it's finished. so i wasn't going to go to commencement but the president INSISTS i do so, and is doing all he can to fix this externship mess, etc. so dealing with that plus finals, plus myself (and some unrequited feelings) has = madness, and some things have fallen aside again, but i don't mean to.
i will find you to talk as soon as i can.
i'm glad you enjoyed the song.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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About the crazy stuff... Don't worry! It's OK. Your "Real Life" stuff has to come first of course, I understand totally and completely, I'm happy if I can get to exchange a few words here on the board with you... It's so cool you're doing so well in school btw despite all the stuff that you have to struggle with, I'm super impressed and I'd give you a hug if I could. Congrats on your graduation, I hope you're feeling really proud of yourself right now, because I think you should!
About the song... It's not often one finds a song with lyrics with that much substance in them! Usually, if the words manages to follow the music decently well then it's a success, but this was just...wow! I luvd it!
I meet Peter Pan too, in my dreams, though it's not HIM precisely, but more like the idea of him, the concept. Unfettered freedom, youth, stuff like that. Once in a dream, I was flying above a green, green tropical forest, and I really WAS flying, it was me doing it! Not by flapping my arms or such, but just holding them out from my body, and I really felt I was in control, complete with a tickling sensation in my stomach like when one is on a rollercoaster... Then I dove down to a wonderful beach with yellow sand and turquoise/blue ocean water, and I dove in the sea and I didn't need to go up to the surface to breathe... Incredible.
If heaven was to be anything like that, I'd die a happy man, hehe. Unfortunately us non-religious types aren't allowed to nurture such dreams! 
Take care & be good to you and your family.
Hugs:
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Registered: May 2003
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Nice to hear from you! I was starting to get worried, I hope once everything gets sorted I'll be able to see you around again. I'm sure everything will turn out fine with your school, at least you have people trying to make things better for you instead of just sitting on their arses doing nothing. Anyway, see you around! *hugs and all that*
Look at this tree. I cannot make it blossom when it suits me nor make it bear fruit before its time [...] No matter what you do, that seed will grow to be a peach tree. You may wish for an apple or an orange, but you will get a peach.
Master Oogway
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my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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Thats a beautiful poem. So special.
A pity you use the name nothing. I think you are someone very special and more than nothing. I see so many people who think themselves nothing but I can see the Use in them all. Even though I cannot see you I see your value.
May the angels around you continue to whisper the value in your ears you are to others.
Ashley
People have a habit of changing your direction through life
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i've been very nasty and horrid to a good many people here, not on purpose but the reasons behind it are no excuse. there are many other factors as to why i feel valueless beyond this.
a purpose will come someday, i'm sure. your words meant a lot, and i wish you only the best, especially during rougher times. many hugs.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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great poem...didn't end as i'd envisioned, which was a good thing. Thanks for sharing it on here.
"I promise not to try not to fuck with your mind/ I promise not to mind if you go your way and i go mine/promise not to lie if i'm looking you right in your eye/promise not to try not to let you down."
--Eve6
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when i was a boy. 
Beautiful poem... 
Ooohhh, it was a song? Wow! 
