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This world is my world
It’s nun’ but I have to get out I hate this color and I miss my mother I need my son and have to help my brother This mimic will not be continued Or stifled with time I will explode but never erode And the pictures from the past won’t last Tarnished steel or broken glass But shining bright light polished brass POETIC
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