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Nov 2010
Happiness
Something I'm struggling for, eternally,
I still won't be conceived.
With words, golden;
You paint pictures.
Who needs it?
Life
Goals
Culture
Dreams
Searching,
Where art thou
Happiness.

Poison. I don't want it.
To anyone still reading this page; thank you.

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