hope
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- Written by: soi-disant
- Category: Poetry
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the world passes me by slowly today. the cars the buses the walking people and even the running people.its frustrating not that i want it to end but get to the good bit already. right now it isnt great but isnt it said that there is an opposite of everything. that must mean there is somewhere or sometime when it will be great. im pretty sure in myself to realise that this great thing hasnt passed me by, it would be recognizable and assuredly rememberable. so the great bit of this world , for me, is still out there waiting. it may just take one decision from now, a split second or a coincidence for the whole chain reaction to start. maybe the chain reaction has already started. Who knows.