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The world the issues, the drama and the mistakes the uncaring the phonies the liars and the ones who erase your hopes your dreams your desires the passion the fury, the rotten and the plain, what is there more to rely on but one for the future intakes, the choking the raking the buying the taking the pleasure, the haters, the wasting away, the homeless, the sadness, the riots and betrayals what is there but misfortune to the ones that are in jail, the movies the reality, the wake of an era, the waiting on historical moments, and lastly but least, one is to learn to create, to use their brain to make inquirys of what is to take place, for the present is future, and the now, is what is before you, what you do for you, will never be like for another unless the other is a fool.
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