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  I feel like I'm losing part of me My mind gains wisdom my body loses momentum as I move through this cesspool of life that we call the human race I think that this might be the way its supposed to be pain, sorrow and loneliness are always taking a part of me regaining parts of me by learning , laughing and loving I never thought I would feel like I did today I saw a couple holding hands cherishing each others time together thats when I realized I needed to fine some one who wanted to be a part of me  | 
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      please move forward. no staring. 
     
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     as every day passes, I feel like I'm losing part of me My mind gains wisdom my body loses momentum as I move through this cesspool of life that we call the human race I think that this might be the way its supposed to be pain, sorrow and loneliness are always taking a part of me regaining parts of me by learning , laughing and loving I never thought I would feel like I did today I saw a couple holding hands cherishing each others time together thats when I realized I needed to fine some one who wanted to be a part of me     
It's what we make it....my life is not a cesspool  | 
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      good write
     
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      Nice... 
    
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      I think we are all in search of someone to hold hands with, may you find your hand to hold...   
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     as every day passes, I feel like I'm losing part of me My mind gains wisdom my body loses momentum as I move through this cesspool of life that we call the human race I think that this might be the way its supposed to be pain, sorrow and loneliness are always taking a part of me regaining parts of me by learning , laughing and loving I never thought I would feel like I did today I saw a couple holding hands cherishing each others time together thats when I realized I needed to fine some one who wanted to be a part of me     
It's what we make it....my life is not a cesspool    to the human race, not my life
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      a part of me
 
  will not set you free Its something that you can't see the only things that will always be I can't get away from apart of me  | 
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  to the human race, not my life