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Artistry Dec 2014
As I watch the people and their selfishness, how could I ever succeed? I have morals and ethics that dwells within me. Silence is the answer when your done speaking on death ears, in my own world where it's how I want it to appear. Years have showed consistency in the ignorance of mankind, I face my fears head to head living life in the nick of time, what is pressure? Only what you make it, I stick to the basics this is fundamental. The words that cast are temporary as if led was from a pencil, I'm perminantly  embedded because my pen in the utensil. Thriving to be mistake free, what a wish, yea ill take three, give two of them away and take one for me. Cause when you plant good seeds they blossum into trees!

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