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sunscreen


when is it ever the right time when it’s too late when we can’t take things back when life seems to be all wrong where do we turn from there who is going to break the fall who’s going to help pick up the pieces look who's talking you have the same problem the same train of thought you never knew what to do with yourself instead you just wait around for someone to come along someone who was going to hand you all the things that you will need in life someone to make everything easier someone to tell you what to do more importantly to do it all for you well guess what life is not that easy no one is standing on the sidelines waiting around no one is going to come up to you and give you everything and be rest assured that no one is going to go out of their way to make you something special you have to work hard at what and who you are it’s called life whether or not you like it it’s a game that we all have to play some people will get the upper hand and others are left to scrounge up what’s left lying around it’s a one man for all kind of game the best will make it out alive those who stand around waiting for someone to help them will get trampled in the end take advice from no one and always remember to wear sunscreen
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