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Realize


Honestly,

when did life become

humans so focused on

themselves

only to feel like nothing,

nothing they could ever do

would change how people,

let alone people's judgements 

control our lives.

the world,

I've realized through time

is what you make of it. 

The world,

and everything inside it,

is awesome. 

My life,

your life,

our lives,

every day are

what we make of it. 

We can choose,

despair, or,

awesomeness. 

I don't know about you,

but I'd much rather live

with my life being unique

and awesome

than a world full of 

hate and despair. 

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