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"The New World"


Before life, I was just hanging out,

Walking around looking at God,

Starting to have a little doubt,

With very little odds!  

                                                  

Then came the world,

Life was before my eyes,

The whole thing was swirled,

As nothing insight ever dies!


Just a I knew it, I was old,

Rocking back in my chair,

Shivering because I`m so cold,               

I need help gasping for air!                             


Life went to quick,

I Didn’t even know I was sick!

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