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Mailo Jun 2015
Trusted a jump into the teleporter
Took me to a new life where I only dissipate it
Wondering on this adventure,
so time consuming
Where did I lose it?
Everything is no longer the same
Hopped on commercial airlines to move on and missed it
Still here by tradition
No regrets with my decision to be by this location
So dark and dense;
quite fitting
Like I'll stay with enjoyment,
but when I perceive the future,
I can't hold it
They sold it to me
in my hands and I dropped it
Mistakes by the ocean
Muddy waters hit the surface
Got out my board,
now surfing;
Wave riding
Felt something hard hit me while crashing
A bottle & note inscribed
"Wave after wave day after day,
through mistakes made,
you are the person you are today"

**Don't waste tomorrow
Mailo Jun 2015
This world is not cold,
but odd
I find it hard to be in that perception;
Black & white
Shadows casted by the light
When it's hot,
I'm in them
When it's not,
the sun is kind;
Gray area
Independence is choosing
No longer for others,
but for one's own
Choices made develop one's character
followed by solutions to the after effect;
Responsibility
It differs between persons,
yet it's put on for cohesive reasons
We each hold problems in our palms,
so we handle them
They're ours
Nobody else's
Human nature is caring for one's responsibility
no one else's
Kind is being the opposite
It's important to have people whom are independent
It keeps the cycle stimulative,
as you can see

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