August 10, 2017
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No one gets what they want.
Hence why we call it life.
No matter the kind of font.
We'd be high on every drive.
Each path the feet takes.
Sometimes the mind follows.
Choice is for the brain to make.
Is it the right one though? How would one know?
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Author:
Exdlynn20 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Every decisions one makes may change the lives of not only themselves, but of many others as well.
- Category: Reflection
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