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We get so caught up in right and wrong, discussing it is this that will benefit us and that that will harm us, we get so caught up and tired and so very thoughtful on things that don’t even matter as much, we have to learn to deal with circumstances of our wrong or right behavior, cause fussing over it won’t end it or alter it. 
And be brave enough to accept it and conceive the will to change what does not fit you perfectly, we are perfectionists in our own eyes, we distress over the smallest of imperfections and please on the even smaller of perfections
We are simple yet we yearn to complicate that simplicity and change it into something that makes us get along less, we love with our fullest and dream of the many happy days to come yet we know they will never, we are optimists to tragedy and pessimists to hope, we want and want and never stop wanting, we give our all and except our all to be given back to us, but it doesn’t, and we are left with missing pieces that were given by us so we lose ourselves and forget how hard we built them and how many and how much we’ve been through, we go through heaven and would think heaven is to always stay heaven but this world aint perfect in our eyes and something is always missing, someone is always discontent with this heaven we long for so we lose it and lose all those dreamy castles on the clouds for thoughts that demolished them .
And then comes the ache of those beautiful heavenly memories on  those clouds with those hearts that were so light, and that light goes off and we are left with this darkness we try to escape, but we see no way out, we look and look for any illusion of that slight precious light and yet we fail although we glimpse it sometimes, live it for a few moments sometimes only to robbed the next morning where wed want it to shine so brightly and so it goes and so we live, blinded but alive, ceasing to look for any more light 
And so it comes, engulfing us all, with impassive pitchy shadows, we are lost, we are lightless, we are indifferent to all that comes, we have reached hell.
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