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Jul 2018
A face speaks of innocence
Imaginations were free to run wild
A body rejecting listlessness
How fortunate for a mind so beguiled

Now the sparkle in the eyes
Slowly fades away
The curious being met its’ demise
Along with the words it wanted to say
Haven't been writing for a long time.
McNe
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McNe
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