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Aug 2014
A baby is born and someone dies and life goes on
Someone accidentally drops a twenty in a blind mans tin cup
And someone is murdered for a buck and some change
And life goes on
The sun and the moon and the planets and the stars and the earth keeps turning and here we are as life goes on and on and on while we're killing each other and spreading filth and disease, poisoning the soil and killing off bees and digging deeper for oil we don't even need and lining our graves with the poor choices we've made and excusing ourselves so we can look the other way and life goes on and on and on and we pretend to be blind to the truth and we feast on the excess of lying to our youth and we cling to our ignorance and we see only what we want in the mirror because we can't handle seeing the ugly things we've become and we don't want to admit to all the horrible things we have done and we have done and we don't deserve to go to heaven or hell because why would any god or any devil battle over our souls when no one values the gift of love and love is in the air and free for anyone who would just take a moment to breathe but we're too busy holding our breath and praying for death because we can't see that life goes life goes on and on and..
Akira Chinen
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Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
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