Brian M. Peeples
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083. Not A Lie
Published on 5 October 2015 at 15:17
I am strange,
sure.
But so are you.
Maybe I’m just
childish,
and you’re mature.
Or perhaps I’m dead,
and you’re
still alive.
But the truth is,
we all die
in the very end.
And that, my friend,
is not a lie.
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