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We're born in natural innocence,
beauty, indefinate passion but as we grow on we suspect disrespect; care less, and less we chose to end in error conversations ending in pain; a lack of conscience a lack of care We live on, regretting past mistakes. Forgetting to smile; We're too busy to care Because, the sunrises deep; but dusk ends shallow
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