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Feb 2014
Taking a final breath
Comes from a thing called death
Death is not a choice
It doesn't come with a loud voice
It makes most parents wheep
because they know their children aren't asleep
Although in a hundred years
None shall shed tears
They will forget that you existed
Isn't that kind of twisted
Dakota Ginther
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Dakota Ginther  Columbus
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