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May 2014
Shall I be happy because you smile
Or sad because you frown
All the anger that you harbor
Shall I let it bring me down

Governed by the rules of existence
We are one yet divided
Stuck with each other in this realm
Such is coincidentally pre-decided

Seems that we are bound to this dimension
And death is but a lie
Fabricated to motivate us
Causing us to arrive

Perhaps we’re recycled spirits
Living lives without end
Or merely momentary life forms
Being judged by our sins

Yet we are all here together
In this universe quite naΓ―ve
Yet hate is not genetic
And true love does not deceive...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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