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We are children,
disguised as adults.
America is divided;
each side aspiring different results.
We are children,
pretending that we care..
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Sleepless nights lead to implorable days, walking the streets as a vagrant.Lifeless in the eyes, fog clouds the brain, lethargically pushing through r..
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Contemplating ever changing landscapes shrouded with uncertainty,
riddled in self doubt, overpowered by the burden I carry daily, gradually I crumb..
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A nation overwhelming in power, topping in prosperity, swimming in equity,We are miserable.Walking the streets, my ears can't help but capture complai..
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I dream of a day when I don't have to carry the burden I've bestowed on
myself. A day when the force on my shoulders is no longer so severe.
Ti..
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I've squandered a slew of time pondering perceptions
of others, enslaved by negative thinking, isolating myself in an inescapable, self
imposed li..
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The tragedy of life is realizing mortality.
Sleepiness nights born of unrealistic expectations, debilitating stress accompanied by clogging process..
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The day is new and you are born again. The
rising sun unveils a new opportunity to be the best you, you can be. There is
only one and there is no ot..
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I decided to take a long walk. The day was perfect. Blue skies as far as the eye can see, a cool breeze breaking up the early summer heat, and the sme..
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Looking
back, I only try to glance.
I find
it difficult, as I'm continuously caught in a trance.
My past
haunts me.
I struggle to simply le..
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