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Dec 2016
In this world we are tossed
Some of us found
Some of us lost
But we all have to bear our fathers cross

In this world we survive
Some of us starve
Some of us thrive
But we all have to pay with our lives

In this world we are one
But yet we still fight
Some of us start Wars for greed
And some just for fun

In this world we have nothing to fear
For if you are healthy or in pain
The punishment is always just as sever
Because Death is always near
And to him you all look the same
Eric Martin
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Eric Martin  Canada
(Canada)   
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