Happiness is not....is not...I do not know it anymore...what is the answer to all?
The trees bleed in sap and they cry in sap, so as they cry they die.
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Observances on life and the such it contains
I will write whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.
My moods change so the journal entry will depend entirely opon that mood, which I feel.
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"And to those who wonder and think that it may concern,
I am an individual, free of hate and wide of mind."
I am an individual, free of hate and wide of mind."