where the reality grows.
The place within that makes everything possible.
The drive and fire in my eyes, the sweat that perspires out of my body as I work hard tonight.
The thought of happiness, love and peace, freedom is somewhere where the Beatles sing.
The ability to produce in a skillful and intellectual manner.
A love that burns deep, through every artery.
Where it will never give in and it will never stop fighting, for what is believed in. For what that makes you smile.
The same place where I found you. Not physically, but within me. That place will always,
stay true.
