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Jun 2018
Everything seems so random right from the start
Like we build up strong, and then we fall apart
We're happy, We're sad, and then we feel bad.
And when we succeed, we always feel glad.
Am I at the top, or am I at the bottom?
I don't even know where I came from.
All I know is life is random.
Written by
Ezekiel Encarnacion  17/M/Bacoor,Cavite
(17/M/Bacoor,Cavite)   
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