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An involuntary alcoholic, a rising child celeb, a doubting teen, an aging rebel mobster and the perfect civilian. See as they unite in an adventurous tale that will make even concrete seem to spark...
(#) AdnarimSmada 2012-08-17 10:43:58 PMAh, we all have our problems, the same ones no doubt no matter how different we seem.
I like how you brought out how universal that concept is.
Author's responseThank you :) And the think that I think drove me the most is the ever returning feeling of insignificance as a person, the feeling that I alone can't do anything if I don't have support or a reason that overshadows the fear of being trampled down by the masses. I guess you could call it cowardice, but it's not really the same, I think. It's been returning in a lot of my poems lately and I've been thinking a lot about what it means...