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What's been on my mind is why love so hard to find at a young age we are given the chance of seeing couples dance.The envious feeling of having someone to hold and long to call your own.Yet it feels like not everything is right with the generation of youth.Hearts became corrupt by money,body type,and being materialistic. Isn't it a bit twisted as to what's going on with the youth you see more sadness in a persons eyes such as my own.Then there's the longing feeling of becoming grown and wondering if your'e going to die alone.Time is all up to you and what you do.To each person has their own destiny for we are the creators of our own universe.Seems the generation is getting more diverse but in the end we all end up in a hearse. Dead because death is inevitable isn't it incredible living a lifetime up to a certain age?So how did you survive how did you thrive to stay alive.Who will you be in this generation decide your own destination.

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