Vitim of Living

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I come from my past

It makes me who I am today

I am currently from my present

That is forever changing

I come from the world of the internet

Forever scrolling my life away

I come from folktales and superstitions

Which make me go crazy

I come from friends who are remarkable

In every single way

I come from a meat eating family

When I eat none

I come from, what I making of myself

Who knows what that will be tomorrow

I come from a generation of music

That sounds so horrid to older ears

I come from somewhere no one else can see

I come from me myself and I

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 11, 2012 ⏰

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