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Now a days life
is beginning to seem lost
as i wipe my last
tear off this whithering corpse
days goes by aimlessly
as i try to abide
as tears and fears
seem to have died
friends and enemies seem
to be the same
as the spot light dims
on me searching for fame
poem
by
Robert Roberts
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