I'm not getting anywhere in my life.
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Color Me Curious

if i look back, i am lost
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I'm not getting anywhere in my life.
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It's my new notebook.
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I LIKE WALKING
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Why do people feel so much for others and enjoy the thought of a troubled character? Because it's relatable I suppose.. and that character sure is somethin else... But perhaps my feet aren't quite on the ground as they should be...
But sometimes it feels like one can't get anywhere by foot nowadays...
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Curiosity - Much of a Meaningless Matter
I think I'd enjoy a simple life. You know, like one not knowing much -- much of meaningless matter that is. "Sometimes it's better not knowing some things..." But humans are unfortunately driven by knowing, aren't they.. ... Curious creatures.
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What is a remedy
For when your heart feels heavy?
What if you hardly can assure
That anything exists with pleasure?
When you fear the hand that's carried you,
And words don't work, what do you do?
And words come droning randomly
As remnants of what used to be
A sturdy and structured rhyme...
Tis the point when I begin to care
Much less about the way things flow,
Hoping then perhaps my words are fair
Enough for then to somewhere go.
I call this: What's a Remedy for Composure
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