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Harsh Reality

I'm stuck in the harsh reality Of living in this city Which had left me abate A world with no Cinderella, no sleeping beauty Nor a princess with a bootee Just people ready to hate Today I woke by eight Still hurrying so I won't be late But I failed and still i got no pity I tried to change my fate Yet the future still lies in wait And I still didn't lose my tenacity Tomorrow is just another day Though it's the 4th of May I know Star Wars is not true But that's not why I won't stay It's not like I'm running away May the Fourth be with You I woke up optimistic Yes! my problems may be enigmatic But it won't always be static I'll face this harsh reality With my usual tenacity
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absurdmeaning
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Written by
absurdmeaning
20 / M
Published
May 5, 2015
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#reality#optimistic#suffering#city#starwars#tenacity#4thmay
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