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While Waiting for a Bus Ride

by @mikel

The expectation is a huge dictator ‘Cause we only get what we pay for If unhappiness is a way of thinking Of always being happy, then you’re dreaming You create another problem In thinking you should have none of them Roadblocks are part of the path Denying them will let the burden lasts A time comes when you step on a shit Also, a time comes of an angel’s meet As peace is never the lack of violence Rather contentment in the midst of confused silence You don’t prefer a hard life, you shouldn’t You just prepare to be less unprepared, why you wouldn’t?
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mikel
38 / M / Philippines
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Written by
mikel
38 / M / Philippines
Published
May 3, 2019
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This poem is my fight against the time while waiting for a bus ride.

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#problems#peace#bus#ride#happiness
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