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Rated: E · Poetry · Activity · #1444724

Just a little poem about stuff, in my life.

No reason to write, no reason to think
No reason for having, another drink.
No reason for feeling, no reason at all
No reason for climbing, just to fall
There really is no reason, this is true
But still I reason, with nothing to do.
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