When I was growing up in Lebanon and I saw bombs and shootings, explosions I questioned why this was happening , I always felt blessed that I was saved and not taken , I made it my mission to be good because I was given this gift that I try to share with others, I'm tired of not being understood and taken for granted ,
I'm just trying to be the best I can be. once again I ask
WHERE HAVE ALL THE GOOD PEOPLE GONE ?
Like in the cheesy words of Spiderman, With great power comes great responsibility
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