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Jun 2014
I've been called a nihilist.
And I've been called cynical,
and from the outside looking in,
my problems may seem trivial.

But inside the storm is raging,
emotions are flaring.
Maybe I'm overboard.

Waters are churning,
tossing and turning.
I'm overboard.

So the next time you cast your stones,
forgetting about introspection,
just know that happiness isn't simply defined
except by our own perceptions.
A quick little thingy that came to mind and wrote down.
Nonsense From My Noggin
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Nonsense From My Noggin  Exandria
(Exandria)   
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