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Sep 2018
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live,
Sometimes it's hard to keep on trying,
When there's nothing left to give.

But I keep on dying,
Because I long to live-
A fruitful life, filled with joy and wealth,
A happy life void of pain nor death,
And I keep on trying,
Despite how it may not seem.

And one day, I'd be the one dying,
After a fruitful life that I've lived.
Emmanuel Coker
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Emmanuel Coker  London
(London)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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