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living is hard


Living is hard when you are born 

you are thrown into the game of survival. 

Who will die from this sickness

Who will die from abuse

If we were to have how many days we had to live on our heads

Would that change anything

Would the human race be nicer

Would we find a way to make those lives longer 

What if we had 30 people disappear once a month

Then more

……………………...then more

Would we banned together to understand why they are gone

What has to change in this game of survival for us to be nice and care for one another

To have a simple opinion without being called an abundance of names 

This game of survival has made generations lack empathy so they can live longer 

What number is on your head

Will you be the one to disappear

What has to change in the coding of life for us to help

Living is hard 

why make it harder

 
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