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Mar 2014
I wake to happiness
Sleep to sorrow
Its never enough,
I need more to borrow.

I try to smile
But remember to frown.
Forget the future
The time is now.

So many feelings that comes to thought.
More so than the answers i care to sought.

Priceless wisdom being sold and bought.

If we lived forever our souls would rot.

Old soul, dry bones
My id drifting in the sands

Im so lonley but thats ok...
You shook my hand.
Ezo TericK
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