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As I live my life, and my life, soon ends, the earth, around the universe, will still spin. People, will still go, about living, their lives, as people die, and babies lives, start to begin. As I did, what I done, and did, what I could, because the state, of the world, is as, it was, and still becomes. I have left, what I left, truly behind me, for good, while the next generation, picks up, the leftover crumbs. I can only hope for, what I can hope for, of me being a tool, and not a reflection, for one, to transform. For the next generation, to use what I was, and wasn't, to be better than, what is represented, as being, the norm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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