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May 2014
I have a feeling.

This feeling is different.

Sometime I can hear this feeling.

Do you hear it. Do u.

I guess not.

I wish I could tell what this feeling is.

I think its a good,

but it has it bad times to.

Sometime I sit and watch people all day walking up and down the street driving or even riding a bike.

Then I hear that sound of that feeling anyone else can't hear.

Then I realize that is the unheard sound of life.
Life is gold cherish it
Written by
Deandre Quarles  RICHMOND VA
(RICHMOND VA)   
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