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It was time to make it happen

No rest for the wicked. No rest for the weary. It was another day to come together and find a reason to care. Otherwise none of this is real. She didn’t want to be stuck in a perfect dream. That would not motivate or push forward any gains.

She stood carefully on the escalator making sure to not touch anyone. Making sure to look straight ahead. She was going to keep her mind clear. Her conscience clean. Her heart pure. She would not hate. She would not fear change. It was time to make it happen.

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  1. Another Brick in the Wall
    Sheep Led to the Slaughter
    Pure of Heart and Conscience no
    More Fear for Change no Longer Seeing
    Light Embracing
    The Dark
    So Far
    Away from
    the SaMe Old Light
    Summer is Winter
    Gas-lit ReaLiTY..
    MeaNwhile…
    i continue
    to
    SPRinG
    SaMe Old Light..;)

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