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Jul 2015
I am content.
The time on my wrist tells me that I exist
It seems I spend the most of it in my dreams.
Of course it's better than having to deal with what is real, because when I sleep I do not feel..maybe.
Surrounded by love on a daily
All your negativity and hate does not phase me.
Eye listen to what is within and really try to comprehend the fact that
happiness does not ever have to end.
Arc
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