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Sep 2019
When you are born, you are destined to die.
The earth you came from, you will forever lie.
But in your life, you'll have a chance for life.
Not life, for it's claimed by the reaper's scythe.
But in courage, left for us to behold.
Not in blood, and not in gold.
To preserve life is the ultimate reward.
For life is something nobody can afford.
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
(19/Bigender/philippines)   
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