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A world so worry-less... I am bothered by a bad hair day. So careless, thankless, of life itself. So spoiled by comforts, no need for the past. Realize this day, special like my son. I have no worries, real ones at least. I realize this today, but my comforts may make me forget them tomorrow?
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Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 4:23 AM UTC
Forgetful Realization
A world so worry-less... I am bothered by a bad hair day. So careless, thankless, of life itself. So spoiled by comforts, no need for the past. Realize this day, special like my son. I have no worries, real ones at least. I realize this today, but my comforts may make me forget them tomorrow?
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Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 4:23 AM UTC
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