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Things aren't the same anymore just like the seasons change and the weather's changing and how the leaves scramble like a puzzle wind blowing distantly; girls and boys down the road alone waiting for something to happen; we may never know what god and the lords have in storage for us. It’s all a gift and a surprise. Patience is key my friend, dont abuse what you have earned, it can vanish in a second; just like money it comes and goes. As they say people come and go. Never depend on others because at the end of the day you only have yourself if you think about it. It’s because no one whips your tears, no one feeds you no one tucks you into bed, no one can fix your inner human’s mind or fears or feelings. It’s all up to you so be careful of this world because you may never know what's coming towards your way

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