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Generations

by jay-may

Everyone thinks there living in a mind of gold, but the simplicity is not in the eyes of the behold. Its all wrapped up in this fucked up equation, for its not a simple game of who's in and who's hated.  You have to look past the positives and the negatives to see everyone is disengaging.  When you see that the positives and the negatives cancel out you will see for life itself will surly bleed out.  The generations fucked up seeing black and white, trying to think and act out everyone else's own life. Its kinda fucked when everyone is thinking for you, especially when they don't truly even know you. We are all lost and no one seems to care, but when it comes down to it it starts with you and a breath of fresh air. So before you go out and judge all those life's just remember in the end you have to live within your own mind.
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