Placid Passenger
you are the person quietly siting next to me on the place or train while I'm struggling, you might look over at me for a second but you won't speak or make any move to comfort me or ask my name or story, I will be to struggling to notice or care, your name will show up as guy on the train or plane at the very bottom of the credits after the movie of my life... nice knowing ya.
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I am constantly looking to the future where I can potentially be happy or happier, while sometimes ignoring the love that is all around me constantly. I have two younger sisters who I adore along with lovely parents and animals on our farm. I simply wish to grow in my writing ability and hopefully give support to others giving their art to the world.
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