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Mar 2015
Life is a blessing
Yet overlooked
Life is precious
don't be mistook

Our whole existence
based on circumstance
Not by fate, no offense
Our start is based on chance

The entirety of our personality
would've been different on another day
Our soul, our individuality
Taken a different route without our say

Even though who we are
may be considered happenstance
You must embrace what you're given
and shine louder than the brightest star
fantasyyyy
Grant Horst
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Grant Horst  Wisconsin
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