Relections
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Last published Mon, Oct 2, 2017
As a teenager shit happens.
Good shit.
Bad shit.
Annoying shit.
Shit that makes us, us.
And shapes who we are.
But then again, at any age things happen that we can't help.
But that's life.
My names Sage.
And these are my thoughts and reflections.
Beliefs and opinions that I don't say aloud.
At least not often, and not to many.
My name is Sage, and these are my thoughts and a little insight of my life.
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