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Yin Yang Both compose Me Good Bad WIth me, They are, Balanced I am Everything Yet to some, I am nothing One day, I was given To a small child. The child was Hopeful. Loved me. Couldn't give me up For anything At first. But I crashed down With Wave Upon wave The child began to Hate me. Why? I'm just doing What I was made for Produce, Good times, And, Hardships. Both equal, Yes? But the child, Didn't want me Anymore. It hurt for me To leave. It hurt the Poor, Poor, Child. I didn't want to go But, The child made me. I was nothing but Pain. Perhaps, I am not a good thing Perhaps, I am not balanced More bad, Than good? I suppose. But that's just how I am. Aren't I?
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
I am Life
Yin Yang Both compose Me Good Bad WIth me, They are, Balanced I am Everything Yet to some, I am nothing One day, I was given To a small child. The child was Hopeful. Loved me. Couldn't give me up For anything At first. But I crashed down With Wave Upon wave The child began to Hate me. Why? I'm just doing What I was made for Produce, Good times, And, Hardships. Both equal, Yes? But the child, Didn't want me Anymore. It hurt for me To leave. It hurt the Poor, Poor, Child. I didn't want to go But, The child made me. I was nothing but Pain. Perhaps, I am not a good thing Perhaps, I am not balanced More bad, Than good? I suppose. But that's just how I am. Aren't I?
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
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