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Tuesday, June 22, 2004


this poem is called my life and no i didnt write it i like it though
My Life
My life I see as a fallen tree,
Its roots left barren,
Its limbs left free,
My life I see,
As a withered flower,
Left to die,
At noon day hour.



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