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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Why are we born into this body that begins to die? A question that echos throughout my mind. Sometimes this echo speaks to me in the voice of a child that has never seen the face of evil. In my head I hear the voice whisper softly. Can this life last forever I hear the child ask? Not knowing the reality of its question. I quickly hear another echo going throughout my mind. This echo was louder than the thunder in the sky, and as it banged, and as it roared. I hear the echos of a ferocious sigh. Unlike the joy from that child’s voice I had heard before. You could tell that this echo had seen the face of evil. Echos and echos throughout my mind. One sounded very mean, and the other sounded super kind. Innocence was a beautiful sight for that child to see. Not a single care for anything in the world. Living with joy and flying kites aimlessly into the wind of that freedom. Echos and echos I hear as that wind blows, but then comes sighs and fierce anger as the storms start to show. A voice of a man that has seen the face of evil echos throughout my mind. He speaks with force and begins to say. Life doesn’t last forever my Child and death is upon us all. Echos and Echos I hear throughout my mind. My joyfulness oh anger isn’t hard to find. A child’s voice begins to speak. Death may seem scary oh angry man, but why focus on that when you can be alive. Shivers go down my back as I hear this echo through out my mind. The courage of that youthful voice is a true sight to see, so live your life oh angry man and you to can be free.
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