I see into the abyss of tomorrow,
And for once I see not the darkness
but a world vast with possibilities
A world I get to create
Who exists
Who survives
and who truly lives
It is my world to shape as I see fit
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Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
