Author Archives: Uptownjack

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direction

maybe the arrow points in the right direction but it’s good to check

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direction

maybe the arrow points in the right direction but it’s good to check

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expectations

informed by the past tomorrow will be built on what we make today

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expectations

informed by the past tomorrow will be built on what we make today

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blank

every blank space only seems that way because we don’t look closer

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blank

every blank space only seems that way because we don’t look closer

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confused

a midwinter rain can only mean: tomorrow will be slippery

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confused

a midwinter rain can only mean: tomorrow will be slippery

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struggles

the struggles we face are our teachers but we treat them as enemies

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struggles

the struggles we face are our teachers but we treat them as enemies

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winter

as days get longer they also get colder, it’s winter’s irony

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winter

as days get longer they also get colder, it’s winter’s irony

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grateful

to see tomorrow as a gift is possible if we are grateful

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grateful

to see tomorrow as a gift is possible if we are grateful

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forgotten

as the years go by it gets harder to recall what we’ve forgotten

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forgotten

as the years go by it gets harder to recall what we’ve forgotten

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contribute

the weakest lightbulb is still shining its light in a world of darkness

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contribute

the weakest lightbulb is still shining its light in a world of darkness

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waiting

all of the effort doesn’t really matter much if you’re still waiting

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waiting

all of the effort doesn’t really matter much if you’re still waiting

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