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Pain Of Life

Pain and emptiness, it's all the same Life is nothing but one childish game; Some are winners and some just lose But that is not for you to choose. The masked faces we all used Were for men to all be amused; As they all laugh, yell, and drink While we slaves are bleeding--rethink! Brian Strand Contest, Late March 2018 Standard 31 Mar 2018

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