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Naked I come naked I go

what is the meaning of my existence?

Am born to survive and hope

Born to die

In a valley people say have no end except my end

When I came I cried they laughed

Now am going I cried they cried

Poor me

Every day I live every night I die

My mortality depends on death

And my survivals is build on them

Why they break my heart

I wish I could be an immortal

However, the wickedness of my heart won’t let me.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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