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The days go past like night and day merging into one another. Nothing but numbers on a calendar, nothing but another day to get up. The roller coaster world, slowly moving forward, slowly easing you up, then within a second your back down to earth with a splash, before trying your hardest to reach for that happiness once again. I know I have always been a worrier about things that might of never happen but the half empty pessimistic attitude is now a curse.


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