Life - Poem by Bailey Schatte
Walking down the weary way,
I've lost the need to go and play,
So what I do is work all day,
Sometimes night, just for pay.
My sense of joy has seem to fade,
And happiness has drifted away,
For this is life and they all say,
"We all die and it'll stay that way."
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