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Jun 2018
On a road to greatness but these boulders are slowing my arrival. Maybe if I take the time to rest they'd be easier to move, but its only a maybe so resting is wasting time. As I make my way around these boulders I catch a glimpse of those also struggling around me, their obstacles are miniscule when compared to mine. I then wonder do my boulders seem like pebbles to them? Is it because we lack understanding in each other then their problems seem smaller than mine? As time passes my boulders are still there. Few behind and many more to go. But as I glance around this time, something catches my eye. Boulders and pebbles one in the same are scattered throughout everyone's path, not only my own.
Just a little freewrite
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Khari  20/M/Boston, MA
(20/M/Boston, MA)   
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