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Jan 2014
Why are we here, why must we be, i will never know, i will never see, life is meaningless some must say, but we reach and we reach everyday, reaching for what is the true question, sure money will make you smile but so will affection, family and friends will make you laugh and cry, but the unfortunate part is that we all must die, sure religion gives us a pure sense of hope, but in the end we all are broke, hearts are broken, bones are broken, but in the end we all get a different token.
Written by
Hector Santiago  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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