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I am grateful

for all the time with my friends, for all the mistakes to learn from, for everytime i get out of school, even for every time being called a fool. I am grateful for the rain falling down my face. I am grateful for all these Joints full with haze. I even am grateful for hate because it is never too late to spit it out. No matter what it is, i can always talk about.

Happy about getting out and discovering and 'bout breaking every string to slay the king. 

Happy about every shattered dream, these scars shape my peresonality. Happy about every light going down because even the darkness is a part of me.

Do not hide it.

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