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these past few days; weeks have been filled with nothing but little talks: talks about the future, where we're going to be, how we're going to be, who we're going to be. everyone says that my future is bright but all i see is a black hole. people say their future is bleak but all i see are stars in the night sky, defying olbers' paradox.
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
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these past few days; weeks have been filled with nothing but little talks: talks about the future, where we're going to be, how we're going to be, who we're going to be. everyone says that my future is bright but all i see is a black hole. people say their future is bleak but all i see are stars in the night sky, defying olbers' paradox.
elizabeth-12
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
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