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An end is near - Ancient smells seem to bring back...

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An end is near A down hill spiral commences evil’s docking, Fear is seen in those of treasured eyes, Bliss will soon be absent from the talking, Memories of past delight spawn rosy lies, An essence is performing the stalking, Enjoy the ecstasy till the demise, The dreaded reaper may soon be knocking, The future will be left to your surmise,
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Unformatted text preview: Ancient smells seem to bring back yesterday As an infectious laugh is observed Playing over in your mind of sorrow, Contacts have sympathy in all they say, Help is only given by those perceived But all are needed to survive tomorrow. By: Mattie Dickson...
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