POETRY
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As the days come and go... the sun turns into the moon and like a withered flower i am feeling low. -so filled with the fear of going too soon. for that i fill the earth with the words from my mind so that ages from now someone may find- and forever more i shall stay until the last person on earth my WORDS shall say.
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