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as i look over this beautiful land i can't help but realize that i am alone why am i able to waste my energy to notice life being so beautiful? maybe partying will help what of the people who don't have what i got? are they victims of my leisure? to fail is to be a victim to be a victim of my choice maybe partying will help
