"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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