Trying to articulate the thoughts that fill my brain, we have so many emotions, but they simply boil down to pleasure or pain. But I never reject a single one, because without the dark there would be no light.. so don't put up a struggle, and never try to fight. I am who I am and I do what I do, but that doesn't mean I can't change things too. I'll never be perfect because perfection doesn't exist, perfection is relative. One man's perfection is another man's disgust, everyone is different but we're also all the same, be kind to others and you'll never feel no shame. Make your actions pure and never hurt a soul, see positive change as a burning fire, and make yourself the coal.
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Author:
Wokenote (
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- Published: October 3rd, 2018 11:44
- Category: Reflection
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What a great sentiment to have
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