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Jan 2015
This life I have, it seems so long
Keep pushing, I have to stay strong
This life I have, it seems so short
Don't give up, it's the last resort

While lying in my dark abyss,
I see a sky of happiness
Finally at peace, for what it seems
Then I awake, from only dreams

What's the purpose, why am I here?
To live with pain,  die with a tear?
No.
Life is too long, to live with pain
Life is too short, to waste on rain.
hazings
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hazings  far from home
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   Dawn Anderson
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