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Oct 2017
Where can I escape?

Where can I go to hide from the world?

For the world is an evil place,

and you can't tell me I'm wrong.

The world outside is unsafe,

with people running rampant

and killing each other left and right,

I don't want to go outside.

But as I look outside,

a small flower of hope blossoms.

There's so much good in the world,

but it's shadowed by too much bad.

You'll hear about horrible things that happened,

atrocious crimes that were committed.

But you'll also hear about beautiful things that came from someone,

and a large symphony of good deeds.

Life is a book,

sometimes of heroes and villains.

So I ask of you today,

who do you choose to be?
Somebody Nobody
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Somebody Nobody  20/F/Santa Ana, USA
(20/F/Santa Ana, USA)   
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