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Aug 2012
Let Earth have its way,
In the end
It will end;
Let life have no say
In what you do.

But for each,
Do your part
No shadow of a doubt
That the end will hold
A secret thing or two.

Let go,
Don't hold on;
Holding back
Not your self.
Set free words
That could maybe
Save a life.

But you know,
In the end
All that's left
Is the story
Of what could,
Of what might have been.

All the things
That could be,
All those words left unsaid,
And all of it
At the end.
Mikeyla S Benzinger
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