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Apr 2015
Redemption Strikes
Doctors hesitate on lives
One, two, three, four revives
We forget all our dislikes
Flushing out the stars and stripes
Putting down the knives
Throwing away the pipes

Finally admiring life
Living once, dying twice
Throw the dice , show the price
Striving to find a wife
While attached to a breathing device
There's no such thing as eternal life.
Written by
Dayana Nicolas
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