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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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Thoughts on a Rainy Day?
Others: It's just a phase. I'll be fine.
Me: Maybe I am the Problem?
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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There are days I wish I could Fly, exploring the never ending adventures of the world....
And the others, I hope to hide from the ever burdening thoughts of my mind.
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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and Get Going!
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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Why does the creeping silence of the night, bring back inglorious pain of the past?
Why does the tiresome uproar of the day, wound the memories of happier times....?
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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For all the support, you have extended... TM, Thank you <3
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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Hope.
I sit across the silent road listening through the broken doors; pain is all I see flow, running afloat the swollen eye. The intensifying sounds of a wailing of a mother, the torment of a child, the anguish of a wife creep into my head.
Seems like an era long gone, waking to the sounds of birds chirping, melodious greetings, enlightening meetings?
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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Army of the Dead?
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theexuberantspirit · 3 years
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Hustling in silence,
Cascading the violence.
What has the world become,
Are people to strife or succumb?
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