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Jan 2020
What is this life we live?
Why is life so fleeting?
All of ourselves we give.
Just to receive Life's beating.
For those who began at the top
Only grow higher.
But those who began at the the bottom
Sink deep into the mire.

What does it matter what we dream?
What does it matter what we aspire?
When all of it's for naught!
It shall burn in the coming fire.
Purpose?
Madison Kennedy
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Madison Kennedy  23/F
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