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Jan 2016
Slowly, we are becoming adults and we have no choice.
We are cursed with growing old
It's quite depressing
We have no way of stopping it
We have no choice
We are destined go grow old
There's no turning back
Theres no point in fighting it
How could you even fight it?
It's inevitable
We live our lives how we are told
Graduate high school, go to college
Get a job, get married, have a family
Everyone's end goal is the same
It's strange that everyone can be so different, yet we are all destined to the same fate:
Death
Madalyn
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Madalyn  USA
(USA)   
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