write, write, write... what they tell me to do. i hear them repeating words to me, words and phrases, what to do, what to do? so many options, i'm overwhelmed. what am i supposed to do? work, write, work. be part of society...society. go to school, get a degree, get a job, make money, find a place to live, pay bills, buy food, make a family. sounds about right. this society bears us, so it can mold us into it and help it grow. oh society. i write, work, write some more, for me, for society.
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