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Dec 2013
There is Sadness. Darkness. Despair.
The world is filled with it,
The problem humans have;
few have discovered the secrets,
To joyful despair.
Not as in learning to cope with, And even enjoy pain.
Instead the techniques of rising to a challenge.
Finding the light in the dark, the good in the bad.
The problem;
We are too afraid of the unknown.
So terrified when we cannot see the path that lie forth
But little do we know, that taking the unforgettable leap into the darkness is just a start.
To forging your own path.
To facing your fate with no fear and saying "you cannot sculpt my being."
I will choose my own destiny.
I will choose to see the world around me in a new, explosion of light.
For It is the only way to ever unlock,
The secrets to joyful despair.
Kinda tired, and bored...
Wesley Adam
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