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Traveling my road of loneliness at night |
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Silence is the absense of sound... |
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In my family, we don't hide crazy. |
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All words said and acted ... are never precise ! ! |
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Lick my flames and smoke my dust! |
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If you live your life worrying about every single bacteria, you end up becoming one yourself. |
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"Your poems are long" |
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Stop judging others |
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If you don't do anything, you simply end up overwhelmed by something happening. |
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I Write. Not Because I Have To Please Someone Or Get Appreciated. I Write Because I Want To. |