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My life dances to The tune called Irony... As my spirit soars With exuberance Born of child My body has been laid claim. To a wasteland of disease Slowly awaiting to take hold, To claim victor over me.To cease... But I am one of a champion And those who come close Know that the handcuffs Bound for my existence WIll be hard-pressed As long as I take breath Love for life, will Remain in me. |
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