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May 2019
Whatever it means
For better or worse
We’re cursed to rehearse
Tradition and habit
Until we
Become products of circumstance


Robots
We aren’t
People, we are
Can’t wait
For life to happen
Because time waits for no one

Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun

Routines and roulette
Time is your debt
Pay your fine
you’ll be fine
Dry your tears
With ****** Kleenexes
And rose-tinted glasses
And never kiss any *****!

Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun

Young people
Have the most sage wisdom
Nativity is bliss

The moon lights a kiss
And a right of passage
You need fear your mistakes
Indulge in your
imperfections


Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun
Written by
John Dewberry  24/M/USA
(24/M/USA)   
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