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Apr 2019
When you die you become Hard like cardboard or plastic
The reason that I became a man...
because
I have taken the fork in the road
To get here
And everywhere
In between.

I Would have been one or the other
Call me naive
Call me stupid
I thought you were a star
Before I knew what a star was on your own.
Daniel A LaPlume
Written by
Daniel A LaPlume  Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)   
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