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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Why do I do this? Why do I torture myself at the ungodly hour? For them. I don't know who they are But I know who they will be  
I am unsure….If it is this place.      Or if it these people Or these people and who they make me become ----- I can feel the breathe clinging to my lungs reluctant to make its escape; into an environment that is somehow less hospitablethan the on
Why do I awake every morning with a passion to succeed? Why is it that in times of need I automatically hit my knees? Why do I strive for all A's when I could easily sell dope?
So you ask, Why Do I Write ? I write because I trust no one but my self. I write because what I have to say is closer to the truth than what another says. I write because its a stress reliever. 
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