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Jul 2016
Lives end.


The twisted path of our lives end
We wander around this planet looking for something to mean our path leads somewhere purposeful when they don't we realise we had nothing to defend
I can do almost anything with my life but when it comes right down to it I haven't got the inclination to find myself hating what I have come to comprehend
The man that walks free from this world is the shadow that leaves us to shine in the stars and listens to every conversation that has been from the beginning to our natural end.
Epiphany
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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