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Mar 2020
Some may try to find what they seek,
Never gained so they weep,
Tears of sorrow,
Tears of joy they weep,
Never to find the mystery,
And when they die,
They still cannot find the mystery,
Never looking with there eyes,
They continue to weep.
Written by
Euphrosyne  18/M/Makati
(18/M/Makati)   
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   Max Neumann
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