I walk on the beach with the Bright sun on my back. What is the purpose of my life? I think to myself as I lay down on the sand. What am I supposed to find? What is the right way to live life? I cry when i think of living like a child. I don't want to be on my own in this wild and crazy world but, i don't want to be dependent on my parents. Growing up is hard.
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