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WpMetadataReadComplete Sun, Sep 2, 2012<5 mins
the labels of society draw people to the edge daily. Its hard to be different, this i realize. But i must try to be strong. Or must i? This poem states the things i deal with daily as i am different so there for i am Labeled by Society.
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What are the meanings behind the labels that we all put, not only to others but also to ourselves? Why should we care what others think? Where do all of these thoughts come from? Well, this story does non of anything for anyone else except the person that wrote it. Just the thoughts that run through the mind of a random person, that no one knows, with a very definitive, yet creative outlook on life. Follow the day of a random midwest drug dealer as he navigates the journey we call life.

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