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Aug 2020
The end of the world as we know it
We know it as the end of the world
“Life” was once the simplest
Now it’s tossed and whirled.

Bitter sweet fruitless attempts
Climbing this mountain,
So when life offers a “hand
I don’t doubt for one second,
It’s just to push me down
Landing belly up again.

To slick to hold
It’s not meant for us to understand
Hold on and let go
Catch “life” while you can.
There are people who never had to hold still. People who don’t hear what a single original thought in a day. People who need to be enveloped in a reality created just for them. “Now,” is important because a lot of people are getting to know themselves...or not. Every moment in life can be precious, even the sh** times. If you’re fortunate to be alive, every day is a party and every small-big interaction is a present. How we react is what matters
Written by
Jordon Rivir  28/F/Baltimore
(28/F/Baltimore)   
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