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Makes me grumble.Words conceived with angry intent, seen as peaceful dreams.What can I do?Time to sulk in my shell.
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I know. nice trick.Still, how else am I supposed to get around?Simple distraction, allowing me to explore.Another version of the shell game.
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Granted, it is to be expected.Even insignificant poets attempt to use their words.Still.How many use honesty?I know. Now that is evil.Conversation wit..
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Isn't that what a tortoise should be?I have done my time. Youth was taken so early.Still, I am questioned, and with tired eyes, I am required to respo..
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Maybe belief? This is why you never give up.The worst is always in passing, and your time will always arrive.Too cheerful?Sorry, I try to be an optimi..
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The chance to write some words, while passing by so many.Time is passing by, taking my apologies along.
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Time to vent, a bit of frustration.Sorry, none of this is directed at you,I mean that for whoever reads this.Not like you took part.No, this is for fa..
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I had almost attained the Quiet.An explanation is required.The Quiet is selfish. Focusing on yourself.To put it quite simply, you all cause me pain.Th..
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There is the goal. Not just dry words, passed by, without a second look.For those who dwell on it, I know, my grammar is terrible.Words are not meant ..
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An exercise in restraint. The result, well, more to the expected society norm.No denying the thoughts are there, but acting on them....Sometimes it ta..
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