so many people are just living for themselves,
its re-dick.
all the cool keedz & their ultra cool palz,
need to grow up & reach out a warm hand to someone else.
we've all been down in that solemn pit of deep dispair, where nothing seems to churn just right, &all our hopes & dreams seem oh so depressingly distant in that land that is so
far
far away.
but when you reminisce about that point in your life where you [think of your loneliest hours] thought about the eventual nature of death & forgot about life's brilliance,
didnt you want a knock at your door, someone with kind eyes & a heart full of love?
with warm hands in the dead of winter,
didn't you want that?
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