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May 16, 2020
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There
I examined family life tonight. Smoking in the backyard rationalising the nicotine rush. I love certain things.
There is balance between what I do before I die. What matters more is commonly known. I question what remains.
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Gracy
5 years 4 months ago
Short and to the point. Not a
Short and to the point. Not a poem, it's plain philosophy. Dear me, what remains? Hate to be pessimistic, but I don't see a bright future ahead, which doesn't mean I'm not going to make the best of my remaining days on this devastated planet. Bring on more, make us think.