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Oct 31
Life is like a fickle breeze
Sometimes it freezes,
Sometimes it begins,
But it always ends.
You see it easy
But when it ends you miss it
Flows like the ocean,
It's a sweet motion
Yet it is complex,
Never seems to end
Until you end.
C E O
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