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Passionate Thoughts
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Ongoing, First published Aug 26, 2017
There's a difference between love and to be loved. Everyone wants to be loved but no one thinks about how to.
  There's a difference between missing someone and being missed. Everyone wants to be missed, but the pain of missing someone is so much worse when they don't miss you back.
  However, there is absolutely NO difference between hate and peace, because...whether or not you want to believe it, peace just doesnt exist. Peace doesn't exist until you die, and even then, everyone living isn't at peace knowing you're gone.
  So there u are,
  Loving, being loved
  Missing, being missed
  Hatred, Peace
  If we think about it, we are all the same, we all have the same goal...
  To LIVE in PEACE. Even the villains, the criminals, you, me. 
  So whether or not u want to Love or miss, or maybe just sit and learn what u did wrong, we all just want to survive in a world that we can just about stand. Here we are, standing tall, strong, and more specifically together.

   So all of you reading this might be asking yourself "Do you have a point to this?" Well, if I didn't just make a point to you, then why would your eyes read this far? Make your own choices in the world, the world won't make the choice for you. The sun makes the moon, the moon doesnt make the sun.
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