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Mar 2019
Wake up.
Get ready.
Stress out.
Feel okay.
But only for a little while.
They say,
Exist,
Eat,
All Against my will
I’m being forced,
But wait!
Be happy
For now,
Until I’m stuck
Being sad,
But it’s beauty like
Sun,
Firmly set,
As any
Stone,   cold,
head-
My brain cast into a
pure bliss…
I fall asleep

Now read that backwards
I wanted this to read as if forewords was life and backwards was death, but I have no idea if it came off as that haha
Written by
Ray Dunn  20/F/New York
(20/F/New York)   
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