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Mar 2018
Step by step
Weaker and weaker we get
Day by day
Laugh by laugh
Cry by cry
March your way proudly through your short time we call life
Others simply walk, slowly, wading through the stretching tunnel
Dark turns
Left or right?
Forward or back?
Which way do I steer the March to my Death?
Slowly...
Written by
Zach  13/Transmasculine
(13/Transmasculine)   
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