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» Poem: Free
Free
written by SkterBoy131
12:13 AM 12/8/04
If all was still,
And life was frail,
then what's the point of living?

If all was fun,
And Death was done,
Then what's the point of dieing?

If this is true,
And all was cool,
Shouldn't we then follow?

We all will live,
We all will die,
And all will come again.

So believe in thee,
And all will be,
As long as we are free.


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