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Aug 2012
Today i grew older,
I am now 22,
But the sadness of my reflection,
Hurts me through and through,
I should be dancing and flying with the stars,
But the agony of my recollections,
Removes the essence of all i do.
written in 2006
Simon Clark
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Simon Clark
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