http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLSzlBaU3jM
I believe in the underdog. I was raised by them. I was raised to fight. To fight, and to stand when you have nothing left. And then, after your gums are filled with sand and dirt, to get up, drink a little from whatever faucet you find, and go on the next day.
And I have been. But now I fight for me. And for those I love. I love you Bernard. But now I am letting go. I am letting go of something that has left a hole in me, yay big, and that wide. That hole can be filled, and it will. It's not another fight, it is simply a testament to how much. To how much has gone on. And to how much I care. Which is. That's all.
So now I dream. And sleep. And heal. There will never be another of the like. I hope to god. Or whatever there is to believe in. I believe in you. But more importantly I believe in me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0jZRkFtksI
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