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A blank sheet,
In the front of a book,
A drop of ink,
On the line,
A word appears,
Followed by another,
In perfect writing,
It says, "My Life."

As days go by,
Then weeks and months,
More words,
Fill in the lines,
Pages torn and,
Pages blotched,
But it still reads,
"My Life."





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