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And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin' with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
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"Hi it's nice to meet you too. I'm Dakota, What's your name?" Dakota asked Birr.
(Dakota's My fursona, I wouldn't look on my page though,
because I haven't updated it in a long time.)"Well I'm Birrlec or Birr, like when you shiver and go berrr." He answered.
"Wow, what an odd name. Why do you get called Birr?"
"Well I snowboard and when I started, which I did when I was a pre-teen,
An announcer messed up and said Birr, and since then it kinda stuck."
"Well that sure is odd. Well now why don't we get to asking other things.""So what do you do? Like what's your favorite thing about it?"
Birr gave a 'really, you just asked that?' look before answering slightly sarcastically. Dakota just shrugged.
"Well, as I said before I snowboard,
My favorite thing about it is the fact that it's fun, it makes your adrenaline pump.
"That's neat.""So, why do you carry those goggles around with you everywhere?"
"Well currently because I look absolutely fantastic in them,
plus I can go snowboarding anytime,
without having to try and find them."
He said with a flashy smirk."Ookayy... Now, Do you currently have a girlfriend or a crush?"
Dakota so did not want to ask that, but did because it was on her little list of things to ask.
Birr's face turned pink.
"Er..No, no I do not."Dakota's eyes flashed happily with this question this was her field.
"So, my favorite questions, What's your favorite song and what's your favorite band?"
"Well, I would have to say my favorite band is...
Lifehouse but actually my favorite song is Meant to Live by Switchfoot.
Since this is your favorites, tell me yours."
Dakota snorted.
"Hun, If I did that we'd be here all day! But currently,
my favorite band is Nickelback and my song...
is surprisingly Wagon Wheel- Darius Rucker.""Well now we get to the more.... awkward questions. Your obviously a dude, so what's your sexuality?
" *Mumbles* you got awkward right.. *Clears throat*...I'm straight.""Well what do you look for in a woman then?"
"Well I don't really look for anything in anyone, if we have a connection we have a connection.
Other than that, I love blue eyes."
Birr shrugged
"Personally I do too, I prefer blue eyes and dark fur, but hey I like your answer.""Do you like to dress up for special occasions?"
"Not necessarily, I will if need be but I really don't like to part with my goggles.
and at most special occasions it's rude to wear head gear."
"So true, I don't like to at all.""Well looks like shows over, talk to you more next time Birr."
"Alright well see ya'"
"Buh-bye"


Be yourself.
Everyone else is already taken. ~Oscar Wilde






















Years ago through a horrific incident Benjamin almost drowned, it was his first time facing the roaring sea. I had met Min a few times before this, but as I stood there and watched, this accident made me realise he needed me and my care.
Now he often goes back to that place, in fact it’s one of his favourites…

Min was on one of his usual trips, digging around and playing. Nothing prepared him for what he was about to find. Already from far way he could see a gleam in the ground as if a firefly had been trapped in the mud, upside down. It was a bright sunny day as Min rushed over, squinting to see. When he got close he eagerly, but carefully started digging, with a quick flick of his tail cleaning the dirt off now and again just as he had been taught. The gleaming beam became a whole sphere of copper light as his nails accidentally scraped against the glass surface.
It was an ancient, yet beautiful pocket watch with delicate engravings and a rusty color that matched his own coat.
Perfect condition, untouched and left just for him to find it seemed...

Min likes being alone sometimes-
Here he is watching over the hills,
Thinking of where he will travel to next
And what kind of things he will find there~

Benjamin is trying to act like a real Bernese mountain dog,
He even found a dog willing to teach him.
Hasn't quite gotten the hand of it yet..~

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