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Jan 2017
Things change, and rearrange,
Eventually, they'll become strange,
But here's a clue,
What you do is up to you,
you decide how you feel inside,
you're only here for the ride,
so open your eyes wide,
and watch the tide.
Written by
Dillon Cutaiar  Blacksburg
(Blacksburg)   
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