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Rite Of Passage

We seem to have it all As we want for nothing In the darkness of the womb We are evicted into the light Sadness, then happiness Unaware of the looming doom We seem to have it all- Sadness, then happiness Cloudy-vorfreude abloom We hustle, we jump huddles We cry, we hate, while loving Then the reaper to the tomb

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 3/6/2016 9:49:00 PM
Okoi, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 12/14/2014 11:12:00 AM
Okoi, this is yet another "WOW" piece! You leave me begging for more from your talented, magical pen! Please continue to share this gift with us! Pandita
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