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May 2019
The world we live in, so cold so cruel and so calculating. Where's the God we believe in? Good people suffering while the wicked are living in luxury, the world we live in, so conflicted.

We pray, we believe, we say better days are coming, but the sun awakens and sleeps again and again and the world grows more wicked day by day.

Kindness has become a lost artifact, peace has become an ideal that only exists in fairy tales, happiness is temporary and the suffering seems forever.

The days get sunnier and hotter and the world grows darker and colder. My heart yearns for peace but my mind knows only pain, chaos and destruction.Β Β Painful it is to say it's gonna be okay without the hope of a better day, but that is the world we live in today
Inno Styles
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