In the form of a pauper.
I just want to be happy and seems no matter how hard I try nothing works out and that I can't seem to please anyone can't seem to make anyone. All I do us accomplish goals that are not social. Not grounded in anyone else. I'm a lawyer, a writer, a pilot, and pauper. I have nothing that screams the point that I am loved. Just my family. No one outside this poisoned blood. I have nothing. I wake up to it each and every day.
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