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Mar 2015
I wonder if the trees can hear me
When I scream aloud,
Or if the dandelion screams,
When I pick him out.
There's no telling where life can take us;
One day I'm a blade of grass,
But today I am myself-
Nobody else.
Life chooses for me to be me

                                             -almightyemperor
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Almighty Emperor  belgaum
(belgaum)   
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