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Sep 2013
I wake every day
and I forget that I am lucky to live.
Every day people wake up
and realize that they have been granted another day.
This world is a terrifying place
and I seem to forget that in my tiny world.
I seem to forget that any moment,
this building could fall,
someone could shoot,
my car could crash.
This world seems too safe
but  that's only to me.
Living in my safe bubble.
I am terrified of the truth
of the fact
that I'm not safe.
That
no
one
is
safe.
9/16/2013
Jacqui
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Jacqui
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