'growing up' 'mistakes' 'individuality' 'self love' 'improvement' 'reflecting'

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Nas prateleiras dos supermercados Durante o dia inteiro está Durante o ano inteiro a vida inteira está O acelerado progresso da burrice humana.  
The old man’s mind drifted back as he lay dying, remembering a world and of days less trying. His vitality was gone, yes his time long passed. Was it so long ago? He thought with aghast.  
I hope nobody looks at me Because nobody will want to look I hope nobody speaks to me Because nobody will want to listen
Me.
This is new. And I am trying. I am trying to write something happy. Today I left therapy and I walked around the neighboring town to do something for me. How do I do something for me?
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