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Apr 2016
I'm finding it hard to breathe lately,
society is contaminating my air.

They coming for you. They might destroy you. Precautions are needed.

Dress right or else they'll talk. Act right or else they'll talk. What ever you do they might just talk.

Try out run them. They aim  for too much.Their heads are in the clouds but their feet are still hanging on the ground.

I get mad when I see it, this phone ruled world. There's people dying and everybody so worried about their next typed word.

Forgive me if I'm old fashion but where is the simplicity of life. The one where mom tucks you in and dad fixes your bike.

Society can ruin you, let along destroy you. Think out of the box they say.

However when you do they'll turn their heads away. Contradiction to its finest. Be who you are and Don't be afraid.
Caity Klaassen
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