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Nov 2019
All these petty games and somehow I’m not completely insane.
If I could rid this world of you people I think there would be hope for better days.
You can’t live your life feeding on the weak, reeking of havoc and greed.
I still don’t see any point to your lies and games because you people just can’t see.
If selfish hearts continue to be in control, it’s only a matter of time until something more ugly unfolds.
So what’s next in this web of lies?
Who’s next? Who’s not wearing a disguise?
So as I try not to suffer completely, I’ll try to focus less on the fact that I won’t be leaving.
But this towns disease is spreading like cancer.
I wish I could find it in me to figure out some better answers.
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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