I know I was brought into this world with a meaning. Something to accomplish. A reason for change. I haven't found a reason for me to be here yet. I am afraid I won't find one. That I will live my life not knowing whatIi was suppose to do. Pass the chance by. I don't want to. So I will not give up and keep looking for that reason. Maybe its to make a change in this crazy world. Yet maybe I am the change. Who Knows? I don't. But I will figure it out.
-Joe
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PoetryThis book is... different. All who read question life and its surroundings. Everyone who passes by will go on with the same mind process of how the world works as they have always had. This story-- These thoughts may make you question whats right a...
