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A new urge to resist and our desirable temptation, a world of many complections and complications.
Why do you walk the way you do?   By Jonah Kane Why do you walk the way you do? 
I do not know this new feeling It's very strange to me My heart is heavy at the thought that we no longer be   I felt a sadness in my heart I don't know what to do You say everything is fine
We like to make things like to shape things generate things. Into a box, a line, a circle, a plane all with our words,  all from our brains.
Late Adventurer He hops in a van, leaving neverland. The ceremony of graduation cannot subside his temptation. He wanders. The why is what I often had pondered. Vegas.
Late Adventurer He hops in a van, leaving neverland. The ceremony of graduation cannot subside his temptation. He wanders. The why is what I often had pondered. Vegas.
The future inside of my head one fathomed by my being where adults can finally see their teacher was right  sharing is carinng caring is action  action is growth 
        We all desire  It needs to be reapplied Like blush on ones cheeks   
I become inspired by people who sacrifice for the greater good.
What inspires me? Listening to sound Weather its music or backround noise The ticking of a clock or tapping on the ground
It was the first gift he ever gave him, Slipping past the men and women of ancient streets in dimmed light. Silver hues tinted the falling rain.   They crept through the halls,
You never notice that you have things good,  Until you see the people who don't. You continue to reach for your goals, Because you know that they won't. Not because they're lazy, or refuse to try their best,
  motivation and creativity flow out of the porcelain mug filled with Inspiration   Inspiration   a lot of power resides in this single word but what does it mean?
Living a double life, is easier than you think Just wear the mask, loud and proud, no one will even blink You play your role, you know who they want to see The beloved son, the athlete, maybe even the geek
A gaze met mine over thin glasses Already finished?  
When I was born  I was labeled  You can’t be that because you are a women  you can’t be that because you grew up there  you can’t be smart because you didn’t go to a charter school 
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