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Mar 2015
This life is finite
like a passing by train
comes and leaves.
This life is a moment in the spotlight
it will last forever, she once believed
but this life is a kid's kite
if you get lucky, you get to fly it right.
This life is a girl in a lost boy's sight
unpredictable, scary, or maybe a guiding light.
Because this life is whatever we perceive.
Ellie Geneve
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