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m*any days I feel it isn't worth it it is better I end it I just do not fit right Small disappointments unfilled expectations make my daily lessons I am no longer surprised gifted with so many unused liberties armed with many facilities having all basic amenities why still unsatisfied? my thirst for what? but compare it to so many of them where do my problems stand should my opinions even matter God still has to hear my many complaints every other day No wonder he doesn't listen, I wouldn't too. Blessed with so much wasted it all on being this bitter self I hate my present state draws the ugly future and the only cure is to feel gratitude on the things I still have on my conscience who still cares*.
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
Counting Blessings
m*any days I feel it isn't worth it it is better I end it I just do not fit right Small disappointments unfilled expectations make my daily lessons I am no longer surprised gifted with so many unused liberties armed with many facilities having all basic amenities why still unsatisfied? my thirst for what? but compare it to so many of them where do my problems stand should my opinions even matter God still has to hear my many complaints every other day No wonder he doesn't listen, I wouldn't too. Blessed with so much wasted it all on being this bitter self I hate my present state draws the ugly future and the only cure is to feel gratitude on the things I still have on my conscience who still cares*.
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
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