My life (poem)

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The book with my name on the cover
Was read by all but me
It told a particular story
Of what my life was to be

It held numerous pages
With twists, wow's and aww's
I read their every changing expressions
But the book was against the laws

At the end they all had their opinions
And soon they let them free
But as you read, please remember
Don't judge too harshly of me

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⏰ Last updated: May 10, 2017 ⏰

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