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Our days of youth seemed so fluorescent. The sun mandates we must enjoy the moment. Love that we all have for life tastes so potent. Such eye opening beauty hides that inevitable depressant. A day shall arrive when our dreams wind up abducted By that horrid beast whose only goal is inner death. Those sunny days seem more distant with each breath. My passion for life, and love for others forever corrupted. I live on the north pole; winter just begun.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
The spoils of optimism
Our days of youth seemed so fluorescent. The sun mandates we must enjoy the moment. Love that we all have for life tastes so potent. Such eye opening beauty hides that inevitable depressant. A day shall arrive when our dreams wind up abducted By that horrid beast whose only goal is inner death. Those sunny days seem more distant with each breath. My passion for life, and love for others forever corrupted. I live on the north pole; winter just begun.
shawnreeder
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
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