Poetry

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I want to scream to the heavens but I know you aren't there I want to beg you to help me but I know you don't care

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Happiness cannot be seen.
Happiness is like dust that float around.
Often times I wonder
How I can see happiness

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I turn
And watch them go
Not a wave
Not a word

Past smiles
Sustain me
Loathe moments as these
I bleed

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Wishing everyone a peaceful and productive weekend ahead. All the best, my friends
Only half a month is left before us in 2018. Wow. What a wild year it has proven to be. Some blissful moments spent sailing smoothly and a few sharp turns along the way. Such is the nature of life. To flow. To flux. To continually place one foot in front of the other as the mysterious path unfolds. All that remains now is to finish the song on a high note.
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Stirring The Pot

Wishing everyone a peaceful and productive weekend ahead. All the best, my friends.
Only half a month is left before us in 2018. Wow. What a wild year it has proven to be. Some blissful moments spent sailing smoothly and a few sharp turns along the way. Such is the nature of life. To flow. To flux. To continually place one foot in front of the other as the mysterious path unfolds. All that remains now is to finish the song on a high note.