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Lost Poem

The darkness grows

Lines are crossed

Barriers built higher and decisions made quickly

Forever changed by the world

The happiness inside is squandered by evil deeds of men

Life is a whirlpool of self

Friends are destroyed for ur rise to the top

And at last must stand alone to be happy

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