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Dec 2019
My life is broken
My life is not the greatest
My life is not sure

I have to fight it
I make do with what I have
I do not have much

I walk up the steps
To eternal happiness
I tripped going up

I fall down slowly
And then I start to speed up
I am dead at last
Agh, I hate not rhyming, but it's a haiku, so I don't have to.
Kasper
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Kasper  18/F/USA
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