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David was waiting. Always waiting. David did not know for what. He didn’t speak until three years of age - regardless of the speech therapists. School came and school went David the underachiever who always got good grades his mind wandered and he spent most of his time inside of day dreams he moved around a lot always friends with the outsiders punk rock, heavy metal, hip-hop skate boards and ink comic books and stand up comedy one summer he met drugs and alcohol and fell in love for the first time with altered perceptions and thoughts all the while - David was always waiting, but now, he was searching searching for something - ******* anything which would bring it all full circle whether he was shy or reserved is up for debate but he always sought solace behind the locked door notebooks began stacking up under beds and thoughts began finding their way out of the nest until the day he graduated high school with honors He came upon the realization that the time for waiting is over the waiting - but never the searching and David is out there - somewhere looking for answers that he might never find but at least he took the leap
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
The Story of David
David was waiting. Always waiting. David did not know for what. He didn’t speak until three years of age - regardless of the speech therapists. School came and school went David the underachiever who always got good grades his mind wandered and he spent most of his time inside of day dreams he moved around a lot always friends with the outsiders punk rock, heavy metal, hip-hop skate boards and ink comic books and stand up comedy one summer he met drugs and alcohol and fell in love for the first time with altered perceptions and thoughts all the while - David was always waiting, but now, he was searching searching for something - ******* anything which would bring it all full circle whether he was shy or reserved is up for debate but he always sought solace behind the locked door notebooks began stacking up under beds and thoughts began finding their way out of the nest until the day he graduated high school with honors He came upon the realization that the time for waiting is over the waiting - but never the searching and David is out there - somewhere looking for answers that he might never find but at least he took the leap
harry-j-baxter
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
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