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Jan 2011
I sat in a room full of unlucky souls.
Waiting to hear the sound of something pure
something worth hearing.
Then a small blonde headed boy
ran towards me and said
"what do you do"
and I realized
I couldn't answer him
My youth was my biggest achievement to date
how pathetic.
He reminded me of that.
Copyright Samuel Francis
Written by
Samuel Francis
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   Adeeb Waren and Aubrey
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