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Life
Contributed by
steven_fenton1982
on
Monday, 29th January 2007 @ 01:32:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Since the day I was born I was dying, just like you and just like him. We are all condemned to the same fate, we can face it, or we can turn away.
It's a race to the end of this life, some of us want to run right through, some of us want to crawl over the line. you can run, he can crawl, we all must die.
In the mean time, you can have some fun, you can smoke, drink, gamble and lose, you can eat healthy, exercise and still lose. Life is fun, I kid you not, but in the end, we all must rot.
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2007-01-29 13:32:16] (Date/Time posted on
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