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Dec 2013
We're all here writing,
All of these little things,
None matter much.
Ever thought about that?

No new ideas,
Or unique to just you.
They have been already thought,
Already said in a form.

We're merely Mocking Jays,
Rejabbering what we have learned.
Just little slightly modifying,
Changing it,
not word for word.

What are we doing?
Were singing the song,
Letting our story go on.
Sing little Mocking Jay,
Forever sing on.
Written by
Kyra Hensley
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