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Current mood:  contemplative Category: Life
We are alike, you and I. We're both cowards: You fear living life, And I fear living death. Yet what we both want is to be happy. One will starve himself While another will become a lush. I think we all take the easiest path to our goal. Like water flowing down a hillside, We all are slaves to the voices in our heads. We are but organisms of the earth - The author and perfecter of our faiths. Why then do we feel the need to assert our path on others? Perhaps we haven't realized that others are not us.
9:26 AM
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