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Jan 2016
I woke up feeling like saving the world, I wanted to find a cure.
That same night before I fell asleep, I told myself I would find a way to fix poverty.
Then I woke up the next day not giving a **** anymore.
It's funny the way our minds are ever changing.
Constantly swimming up and down a stream of never ending thoughts.
How can we possibly settle, find comfort, or happiness.
When we're constantly migrating from one thought to another in a matter of milliseconds.
Jo Baez
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Jo Baez  Los Angeles, Ca.
(Los Angeles, Ca.)   
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