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Dec 2015
The tears we cry,
It's like rain on a cold day.
We try to live right,
But the more we persist=
The more life takes away.
And our loved ones are taken,
Why do we have to die?
Can't we just live forever?
Why do we have to cry,
It seems like a waste of time?
But the more we crave-
The more life wants out of us today.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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