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Oct 2018
This human world,
I can feel it,
Breaking my spirit of youth,
I understand the feeling of the aged,
The anger of change not always for the better,
The way the world was,
Slipping away.
Never to return,
To a state of purity.

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Vexren4000
Written by
Vexren4000  Milwaukee Wisonsin
(Milwaukee Wisonsin)   
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     Christie Moses, Fawn, Neuvalence and JL Smith
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