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Self


One's present is a present.

They say that sometimes you cant see the joyful part of your life until its over

We become trapped in a world of uncertainty with

A minimul sense of courtsey 

We became empowered by our choices

Yet we lack because they said were voiceless.

A sense of discovery that cant exists without recovery

Instead of degrading yourself

How about making yourself someone YOU aspire to be?

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