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Apr 2019
I blink and I am standing
I blink again and I am on the floor
I blink again and people are all around me
Is this life?

Are we always blinking thinking something good will happen?
And then when nothing good happens we get sad and discouraged?
I blinked three different times and I saw totally different situations.
Is this the bad or good of life?
Written by
Hurricanebabe  18/F/Chicago, IL
(18/F/Chicago, IL)   
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