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The Hard Part

Being 3000 miles away from home

Isn’t the hard part

Taking that blind leap of faith

Terrifying, yes.

But, not the most frightening

Sleeping in a van, lost in a new city

Mentally pushed to the brink

Stealing showers from rest stop sinks

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Life is always changing

Your structures of security

Will crumble

Your Friends of forever

Will move on

Leaving you alone in your

Newly found rubble

Nothing is guaranteed

Considering, the last time i saw you

I could say I was proud

My best friend

I cant recognize

Our best days behind us

Its sad but true

I get depressed when i look at you Continue reading

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He grew up a little bit

Growing scruffy and unkempt facial hair

To give the allusion he can grow a real beard

To go along with his “ I don’t care”

Against the grain, vacant stare

Stitched all the holes in his jeans

From back when he was seventeen

Fitting the image he frames for everyone to see

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