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Apr 2014
Once upon a time
In a land far far away
We heard that
Roses are red and
Violets are blue

I don't know about you
But I'm sick of hearing
That same old  story

We're born
We grow up
Get old
And die
The cycle repeats

How about if this story
Wasn't on permanent repeat
Written by
Desert Rose
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