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I woke up not enough awake today, just to take in the smell of the fake red poinsettias, Well, I'm well aware I'm treating life as a way to pass the time It is never an effort to grin, to laugh, but it is laborious to live it like my last See through me, see through me so see through, see me through It's not the grave dates on the tomb, it's the short and sweet dash between the… read more

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