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I am young. I am confused. At the same time, I couldn't be more sure. I have a dream. I have goals. I have love. I have happiness. I have anger and angst and anxiety. I want to be alone, but sometimes the silence scares me more than anything. I fear what lurks in the dark while I am isolated. I run into the dark in celebration with freedom holding my hand. The part of life that actually matters for the duration is starting soon. I can see it peaking over the horizon. I am no fighter but, come at me!
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
Seventeen
I am young. I am confused. At the same time, I couldn't be more sure. I have a dream. I have goals. I have love. I have happiness. I have anger and angst and anxiety. I want to be alone, but sometimes the silence scares me more than anything. I fear what lurks in the dark while I am isolated. I run into the dark in celebration with freedom holding my hand. The part of life that actually matters for the duration is starting soon. I can see it peaking over the horizon. I am no fighter but, come at me!
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
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