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The last post.

One day you will wake up and see whats become of your life, just as I have.
You will have a different reality to me but I'm sure the ideals in which you try to paint your life will be the same, but when you realise it's not what you thought will you try with all your power to restructure it?

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It fell apart, my trust was tested as my friends stood up against a wall and pointed there finger at me.
Everyone spoke of it but I stayed silent for my words wouldn't be heard, my white flag waving wasn't noticed for their angry red filled eyes couldn't understand it's neutrality.

I'm slowly building the trust back up, one at a time while everything crumbles yet again, my shoulder is there just as theirs was for mine once upon a time.

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I've become immune to my medicine, the antidote that I thought would save me cursed me, the life I lead has no substance compared to the previous, yet while standing in my kitchen looking down on my teary soaked hands I knew I had to stand firmly still and fight for my right, not let myself whisk away with the ever changing current that's beneath my feet.

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I'm planning my escape, my trip home will give me the chance and time to really sit back and take it all in, I've made plans to sustain my life in a more fulfilling way, a new spiritual route to follow which I can only hope will lead me to enlightenment.

My energy is drained and my mind soaked with thoughts, I'm resting in a pool of self pity, allowing the natural balance to win over and allowing myself to project negativity which I only receive three fold.

Laugh at this if you like, but soon my words will help those just like they've helped me, this is the last post while I find my soul once more and slowly turn this blog into a book.

A Simple dream I've always had has become somewhat of a reality.

Stay positive for negative thinking will get you nowhere.

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Thanks to all who've supported this and believed in me, your kind words mean the world.

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