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While one displayed examples of bad decisions some sulked in regret.

I found myself looking inward following my souls notions of what’s best to do next.

Suffering while suffocating sirens in a silent system suppressing sincere serenades softly

surfacing sounds streaming similarities shinning brighter than the sunniest summer day. “How are you today?” I am alive so I am well. Recollecting distant times in my childhood swimming briskly through memories. ”Have you ever got an ass whoopin‘ that you’ll never forget?” Tears like waterfalls pouring down a snotty face next time we will discus child abuse and how so many lack cautious conscious counseling.

Knowledge of the difference between outrage and discipline

wise enough to understand everything has it’s time and place. Before we take space amusing our beliefs planted In separate points of perspectives. I leave with these questions. If the elders are for councel while the youth are for war, How could one be vigilant with guidance if with themselves they are still at war? Why would an elder purposely stop the progress of the youth because they didn’t arrive from the same struggle? Who will tell the truth without waving self righteous requirements for recognition? What other problems will persist because of negligent naive narrators who nullify any and every possibility because they themselves don’t have the abilities? When it’s all said and done where will we end?

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