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Oct 2014
Sitting on the beach
looking at the birds fly, wings flapping
Everything is out of reach
Thinking of all the things that didn't happen
It's all out of my grasp
Time flies by so fast
Even if I'm happy I know it will never last
I gotta focus on the task
But I don't know what it is
Maybe one day I'll find the answer and be in eternal bliss
I'm at the edge of a waterfall
Ready to fall
But in the end no one would catch me afterall
Old Poem- high school senior year
ParisThePoet
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ParisThePoet  31/M/Wisconsin
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