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Dec 2013
Do you ever feel like you’re living someone else’s life and not your own?
Aimlessly following the same path blending into the masses of thousands?
Do you feel deprived of your dreams, your heart, your soul?
Do you feel an emptiness residing deep within, that continues to grow and devour you, until there’s nothing left to live for?
Do you feel like a ghost, half in, half out, there, but not really there?
Maybe you feel as if you’ve lost yourself and the sight of your passions, wishing someone would swoop you into their loving embrace and lead you back home.
Or you’ve begun to accept that happiness is elusive, just as intangible as the feeling of completion, filling the void inside.
Maybe you’ve finally begun to understand that you’re just a pawn in the greater scheme of things; that you’re a piece of rope used in a tug of war game.
The ultimate tug of war game with the weight of society’s expectations pulling you in one direction; yet the very strings on your heart, the ones threaded through your core
subtly nudging you
                                   In a completely different direction.
It is your choice,
                            And yours alone.
Silver Wolf
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Silver Wolf  nature is my home
(nature is my home)   
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