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Fascism

by TheUnsungSong

Life is at my fingertips. I have ever decision to make on my own. I can do anything and everything, yet I've never felt so alone. I want the control taken from me, but I want to feel in control. It sounds bipolar, and vague, but truthfully, I want nothing but to lay in bed. I want to ponder on hours on end, without thinking of what might've been. My life lies at the edge of the world, where no one dares to approach. Still, I must venture on, and somehow, make my legacy be told.
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TheUnsungSong
18 / M / Springfield, MO
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Written by
TheUnsungSong
18 / M / Springfield, MO
Published
Apr 30, 2020
Time
1m
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I'm going away for college soon and I know what I want to do, but I don't know if it's smart or the right thing.

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