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Jan 2020
some people they cannot be bored
they refuse to be scared
they do not want to be challenged
  
no matter the stage
no matter the purpose
life it is all just a circus

some people they have to be happy
they refuse to be sad
they can't really feel anything
  other than glad

no matter the rage
no matter what's certain
life it is all without purpose
  beyond what is given
to people like that

to those happily born, already dead
Written by
Middle Shelf
115
     --- and Neuvalence
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