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What I want to do. I want to stand on top of a mountain and scream at the top of my lungs. I want to scream so loud that it echo's in the valleys below. I want to shout til there is nothing left deep inside me to spend. I want to stomp my feet and throw a rock and crumble to my knees while angry tears escape the paths of my soul. Yes this is what I want to do. Does this make me crazy? |