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May 2018
I've come to terms with,
Knowing the hard life has set its eyes on me.
And I'll get ready to go with you.
I'll pack my things,
Ready for wear and tear.
Never did it seem so easy before,
Until I wore,
The big girl shoes.
I've set myself up for rainy days.
Yet what's more to come, rather,
Is the freedom in our smiles,
And the chains ripped off our frowns,
And a new tear on the ground,
From the peace.
I've been dead for awhile, lol.
Written by
Miranda Huff
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   Pagan Paul
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