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Ye cannot deny the truth of years gone by
The hate thy endured reflects in thy eyes
Tis a presence unyielding, yearning for screams
Is it thy voice? thy skin? thy blood that gleams?
Be it thy breast to beat steadily onward
Survival by thy primitive instinct, Forward!
The life of the universe shall carry on unknowing
Not caring, not knowing, your story so harrowing
In the end, you matter not, to Friends nor Foes
And the sorrow you experience, thy woes! thy woes!
You mean not. know not. are not. Not!
Thy are but a notch in the tree of life desperately sought
Craving the curse of eternal life
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College graduate and Advanced Emergency Medical Technician.
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