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Apr 2018
The tide is pulling in,
and splashing out again.
How can we affect
the path the ocean treks?
We really can't,
but we can rant
for hours on end
about the way things have been.
But what does that do
besides mess with you?
You can't stop the wave
or hope it'll act your slave.
Everyone says it's necessary
to hold the weight you're meant to carry,
but if it's not the way the tide flows,
don't be afraid to let go.
Everyone is going to force burdens on you. It's your choice to decide which ones you can handle. You don't have to smoke because your friend tells you to, you don't have to be who your parents want you to be- and you can't make someone else something they're not.

You are the waves, the ocean, and the tide. A little sea- crab can't stop you from being you, even if it has the sharpest claws in the world.
Alex
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