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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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I used to be so happy

at the prospect of growing old.

I saw my siblings with careers,

I saw my friends around me,

I saw my life being wonderful.

But now that I am old-er,

I see my friends slowly disappear,

I see my siblings with hardships,

I see my life being hard and perhaps not so sweet.

Change is after me. Change is following me.

Every corner there is change,

Every second there is change.

In a way it's

"Another one bites the dust"

all over again.

Continuous. Never ending.

The only thing,

that does not change,

is change.

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