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Oct 2016
We're only getting older
and the air's just getting colder,
but we march shoulder to shoulder
into what our lives may bring.

We're only getting younger,
with new, incessant hunger;
and now we start to wonder
of what our lives may bring.
xmxrgxncy
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xmxrgxncy  21/F/the forest
(21/F/the forest)   
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