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I envy those who're not afraid of living, of life and all the possibilities it brings, as I clamber cowardly in my corner, towards nowhere, in circles, crippled by my fear of the unknown future I admire those who walks straight in front of their own handicaps, as I hunch my spine scraping for my confidence and self worth I wish my image can stand tall to fulfill who I really am, but one says, and one knows the journey to the summit of one's self is trying and arduous, and somehow sometimes I found doubts are easier to find, and belief is the rarest jewel BELIEVE but are you really the key?
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC
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I envy those who're not afraid of living, of life and all the possibilities it brings, as I clamber cowardly in my corner, towards nowhere, in circles, crippled by my fear of the unknown future I admire those who walks straight in front of their own handicaps, as I hunch my spine scraping for my confidence and self worth I wish my image can stand tall to fulfill who I really am, but one says, and one knows the journey to the summit of one's self is trying and arduous, and somehow sometimes I found doubts are easier to find, and belief is the rarest jewel BELIEVE but are you really the key?
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC
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