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May 2015
What has life come to a selfish cruel endless existence of those who only seeking prominence for them selves and leave the weak to wither in the sun as they continually laugh in the faces of those righteous ones as if they are wise but reallyΒ Β they are the foolish ones who defile each other for pleasure but only cause each other pain. People envy these ones but I feel sorry for those unable to truly find happiness with in them selves.
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Nadia Oakland  New york
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