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Born in the morning
Growing through the afternoon
Death in the evening
About the Creator
Judah LoVato
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Comments (1)
This is cool, nostalgic and telling. It reminds me of why I don't celebrate my birthday. I feel we are born every day and die at night, just to relive eternity in wakefulness again. Personally, this is like joy poetry for me.