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Unknown, so sadly a sonnet!

Raised to two scores of ten

Twilight of all teenage

The younker turning into man

Dawn of life wreckage

Blithe to blight, curse the switch

Caught in spiderweb of droopy beaucoup

Twilight,now, life claps witch

Freedom done in, in coop

Holler of bummer now music

Foreheads marked putrescence

Growing up is tragic

Coffin glory for all remonstrance!

Only coition is sweet in adulthood

I, hanker for Robin Hood!

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By Wordsmith Lee

A world of pen and paper.

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