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Jan 2019
Life is formed from the void of nothing
Life it ends when it becomes nothing

But its just another start
A neverending buffet cart

Empty of life picked clean
In a few blinks stocked again

Life is unending even when stars die
With a bang, teardrops will dot the sky

Cycles upon cycles life stretches onward inescapable
I won't hide from death but from life I would if i was able
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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