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The meaning of life

What is it, though

By reginaPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Laughing when the jokes not funny, always

Can’t remember when I stopped counting the days

Get married, kids, white picket fence, goals

I saw it as a child in my grandpas holds and folds

It all happened so fast, like fingers through the haze, still running in the maze

childrens poetry
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regina

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