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Dec 2019
Isn't it tiring to just have a life?
Rest now, bird
Love not, shout not
Death is patient,
But death is near.
Water will not aid you,
The sun will blind you.
The day is long as it rest into eve
As you rest now.
Written by
Aasiyah  13/F/Philadelphia
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