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Dec 2014
Why do I have to go to college?

          Why do I have to get a degree?

                    Why do I have to 'succeed?'

                    Can't I just travel with nothing but the clothes on my back?

          Can't I just be broke and live my life for the mere thrill of it?

Can't I just write and draw and write and dance and be me?
I enjoy seemingly pointless pursuits.
I'd rather fill my soul than my pockets.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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