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> Unorganized, but beautiful
> An incessant plea
> A testomonony of suffering
> And of happiness
> Weaved as I pick my way through life.
> Abrupt, uncontrolled, incomprehencable, random, and raw.
> Funny. Me.

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> “I may disagree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”

- Voltaire

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All my friends found their people
And so I find myself
Alone.

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I stare at your hair
Wishing somehow
I could be enough

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> I feel life for the very first time
Love in my arms
The sun in my eyes
I feel safe in the 5am light
You carry my fears
As the heavens set fire

- Oh wonder

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Just one more
Till it all works out
Does it ever


> He would write beautiful code, code written just because it could be done, rather than to solve a particular problem. He wrote code because it was fun, and the code was justified by its own existence.

Eleanor McHugh, ona *_why*