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the cycle
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looking at life as if it were the rain cycle
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 56 - Published: 09-22-05 - id: 2012260
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The cycle

I started life,

Young and free.

I was up in cloud nine.

In the middle of my life,

It was crowed.

I was moving around.

Knocked down.

The end,

Here we go,

Down

Down.

Down.

I hit the Earth with a thud.

But I have to relive it over.

And over.

And over.

Again.

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