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Sep 2016
When I meet my end.
I don't want
anything less than,
a life of laughs
and love.
I life were struggles
only made me strong.
And then hopefully...
When my wrinkles
are all but trophies,
of all the many year's
I've seen,
I'll be able to look back
and breath them in,
so very, very
slowly
Knowing that it was,
in fact.
the best it could've possibly
been.
Live the kind of life
you'll want to breath in
at the end.
When so many
these days
end it
for the exact opposite reason.
...
Ravanna Dee
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Ravanna Dee  20/F
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