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Best read with a jumping heartbeat.

Breathy and rapid, man you covered ground with this one.

(at this part I jumped back to your page, because I wanted to mention something about the line with shindig haha)

BUT
I actually clicked through to a post you wrote about your "journey"...

You are a freakin' hero! and yes you are Badass!

My thoughts are with you, keep fighting, keep writing, keep sharing, my friend.

What about the word shindig? Hahahhaa I'm happy that you like it. Have you noticed the number of lines in every stanza. I've also hyperlinked this post in that poem. Hahahaha. We're all heroes in our own stories.

Ohh! Kicking it with the 11 line stanzas, huh?

Somebody is gettin' competitive hahaha. Nice touch!

If you win we can have a shindig ;)

Yup Brother we are all heroes within our own epics, and one great quality is to not be defined by certain aspects of our life, we are far more than a label, a description, a diagnosis.

Way happy to have crossed paths with you, your writing makes me smile :)

Yeah. Most people drop their jaws when I tell them that I'm a kidney disease patient. Hahahaha. You love the word shindig, huh? Hahahahaha

It shocked me, yes, but I say it a little differently...You are not a CKD patient, that is something that is happening to you!

You are a cool, smart, funny guy with a big smile who just happens to have this thing going on in his life. It isn't who you are...I know that you know this, but I just wanted to make the distinction, so you realise that is not how I would ever describe you...

OK...I will level with you...The word shindig is a really old word here in the UK like a Grandparent would say...

"Are you having a shindig for your birthday?"

When a younger person would say party. But I hear some "hipsters" have started using it again. But the word always makes me laugh, it is a crazy word, I love it!

So thankYOU for using it in your awesome piece and making me think of it again.

Have fun and hope it's a great day Bro :)

Thank you for those kind words. Youre right. I shouldnt be putting the I-am-a-kidney-disease-patient label on myself. Thank you bro.

Really? In college, there was an event called shindig. Apparently, it's a party. From then, I just loved the word. UK? I wanna go there hahahahhaa. I love UK citizens. Super cool, sophisticated, good looking, and smart. I just love Europe, generally. Thats why i feel sad every time I hear bad stuff about europe.

Please don't misunderstand...It's not that you "shouldn't"...

I just mean that, trust me, you are seen as so much more!

I would love to visit the Philippines too, strange how we all long to be somewhere other than we are...That's life I guess lol.

Very nice peace brother! and If I hadn't have seen this I wouldn't necessarily have noticed that it was arranged into 11 line stanzas... very swish!

It's a great piece that saddens me because I think most of England are stuck in these shit jobs they hate, depressed, not realising that this isn't the way it has to be.

It's a well articulated reflection of modern day slavery - or at least that's what I took from it!

I really appreciate you participating and hope you had fun with it... winners to be announced!

With Love
Hart Floe Poet

Yeah. Not just from England. But almost everywhere. Sometimes people become a slave of time and social norms. And it saddens me. Aside from that, what Im trying to say in the poem are the following: (a) millenials being branded as the lazy generation, the misfits. Its kinda true, in some instances, which would explain the line "But earning". Suggesting that we know that we're irresponsible sometimes but we still do it anyway. (B) depression is like an epidemic in every country. Because of labels and social norms. Thats why most teenagers try to do stuff like drugs, cigarettes, sexing, drinking, social media, etc. (represented by the mirror). We are happy in the mirror. These are okay as long as we don't spend too much time inside the mirror. Because if we do, side effects might happen. This euphoria of sins are temporary though. So time will come that we will be vulnerable again to the harshness of the world. And we will come back to the mirror. Depressed. Busted.

If not limited by the number of characters, I might have included the death of the guy.