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The Radical

Something about him never stops. Embodying a constant pursuit of life goals, Impacting lives while truly living his, Being the beacon that sends the light out. He stands at least a head taller than everyone around him. Not because of his physical height, simply because he Carries himself with such an air of confidence and humility That we all like him, desire to be like him, need to be him. Yet what The Radical does not show is what tears him down on the inside. He is exhausted. He is worn. He is anxious of what the masses think of him When he stands (a head taller) and is expected to lead. Nothing outwardly bothers him, yet inwardly everything hurts him. The Radical changes the world around him while the world changes him.
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jacob-traver
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Written by
jacob-traver
American
Published
Aug 25, 2015
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#desire#anxiety#change#stress#constant#stand#radical#leader
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