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Jun 2015
This world is not cold,
but odd
I find it hard to be in that perception;
Black & white
Shadows casted by the light
When it's hot,
I'm in them
When it's not,
the sun is kind;
Gray area
Independence is choosing
No longer for others,
but for one's own
Choices made develop one's character
followed by solutions to the after effect;
Responsibility
It differs between persons,
yet it's put on for cohesive reasons
We each hold problems in our palms,
so we handle them
They're ours
Nobody else's
Human nature is caring for one's responsibility
no one else's
Kind is being the opposite
It's important to have people whom are independent
It keeps the cycle stimulative,
as you can see
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