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Life Lived

Rain begins to fall from the sky,

wind is all around

and the sky is all grey.

You say the words

you think I want to hear.

I pretend to care

but my minds

always somewhere else.

No time to stop moving,

my feet are moving,

I’m going somewhere I’ve never been.

I’ve taken the long way,

a rough life

but the only ones with it easy

are not truly living their lives.

 

 

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