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As I sit here
As I sit here and wonder to myself is it the beginning or the end. The end of time or the moment that we as individuals try to compare oneself in others eyes. Can we really say our lives are really what we want them to be or is it just or imagination . Sometimes I wanna know what's really going on with other people minds, other people character. As we reminisce the moments and lives that we share ,can we truly say life is out there . Is love really out there damn we must all give in or shall we stand together and unit as one. As if we were all born together in the same womb but in reality man and women are truly apart of one another. We all bleed the same blood and cry the same tears but there's still racism that still lives . Let's all just take a minute and think who are we and what have we really become.
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