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How much is true happines worth?

I'm a student with a long life ahead of me but I see it all o hopeless.

I'm not hopeless

but the world around me seems to be.

I try and try to educate, and lift away the negativity of those around me, but they seem so dead set in their darkness. I make friends when I can; love when it's available, but even that comes fewer and farther between.

Even a guy like me who dedicated oneself to unifying people and selflessly helping others out of jams, finds myself discouraged in light of such obligation. I am but 23 yet I tackle an object so large, even though iv met others on a imular journey to mind at times I can't help but feel so alone. like a single squirrle trying to move a moutain. I have yet to find the proper leverage but, I will keep searching.

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