Friday, April 17, 2009

privilege.

susan boyle teaches us never to judge a book by its cover.

But the tigers come at night 
With their voices soft as thunder 
As they tear your hopes apart 
As they turn your dreams to shame. 

isnt everyone of us so guilty of this?

instead, we ought to be privileged to be amongst such talents.

never, never let anyone kill the dream you dream.

ps. if susan didnt prove the point, mabbe paul potts might. 

thinking out loud at 10:21 AM


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