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Nov 2012
Is the priority
because no one is looking out for me
but me and it's hard for me
to look out and see people I wanted to like
and hate them
See corrupt manipulators and just accept it
Like somehow that makes it harder
But if for some reason you find yourself
stranded in a rock forest with little water or
provisions and only the merciless sun beating down
on you as a companion it does no good to say
I am at a lovely beach under a canopy
That doesn't help you find a way back home
You have to look out and acknowledge this harsh
hostility and try to navigate it as best you can
accept that there is harshness and rocks and a burning sun
and you stand a chance to stay alive
Zulu Samperfas
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Zulu Samperfas
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   Anon C
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