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| Your mother's delivery took its turn like a mass produced cookie on the production line nationwide small creatures like you let out their first gasp Will your last breath go up in smoke? What is the point after all? Life seems so difficult The first time around you looked scared you look scared now are you okay? Your life looks like a wall when was the last time you looked at it? to examine the cracks in it? there seems to be no color in it |