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I wanted to tune out from being tuned in, it seems we take more loses than we do, wins, tired of the same thing again and again, same old rhe..

They have left the healers with no hope, Sun from their eyes, nothing of humanity left in the veins, many into a life of pain, helplessness in ..

I'm at a loss for words. I lost my words waiting for something to move me. The world has left me numb, by a litany of felonies. Time moves und..

Assist them onto the podium, a leg up if you will, or a helping hand, Short in stature, less than half a man, man child in a sandbox potty mou..

Assist them onto the podium, a leg up if you will, or a helping hand, Short in stature, less than half a man, man child in a sandbox potty mou..

The days come and go but we're always waiting, the days, new and old, but we're always waiting, between the holidays and themes, the cracks ..

Give the greens a rinse, a little warmth and small talk, a celebration of life, a Sunday celebration, and football on the screen, comfort wit..

Her words were a breeze brushing my neck, soft hands, a comfort upon my shoulders, I could feel her smile, sitting in a field of possibilit..

I don't want to wait. I don't want to go. I just want to know what it would be like to be in a state of eternal pause. No walls. No hate. N..

We are the unpopular. Recipients of a spared coin, pauses, in the industrious day, hope for the human decay. Hands locked together in a human..