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Yesterday I hit a wall, my feelings & emotions took a tumble along with gravity & I.
I realised that all the ideas that kept me bubbling along were too ideal to really carry on.
As I perched alone on my chair, blissfully unaware that the world too hit a wall formed of troubles & problems too.
Human beings are living through misery worse than the depression that elopes the young children's education.
Happiness seems to be an expression my darting eyes meet with a shrug of apology as I walk the streets where I grew up.
Mixed signals are sent from men and women, deciding whether to chase after a dream or to settle for a mundane existence.
Elected leaders seem to have their campaigns in gear but struggle to guide nations into safety zones.
The price of living rises at a faster rate than the acceptable length of a school uniform skirt; which stirs up complaints of inequality.
We still live in a world brimming with discoveries that could cure death & yet prejudice has never had a platform where it can be exposed more readily.
This obstacle was not unexpected, although the next hurdle will prove more of a challenge than initially perceived ; we will have to rebuild it again, together.
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