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Someone's Future

Hope for the future?
A future of what?
A life of wealth
Or wiping a butt?

The choices we make
always meant to mold.
Should we conform
or choose to be bold?

Is there a point?
Is there a purpose?
Should we grab a joint?
Or walk away from fuss?

Worthless banter never works
Leaves drama all around.
Best to brush off
Never leave a sound.

The pain we have is only what we carry to the end.

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