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dead
bread
now, how do i get fed?

young
stung
we strive too hard to be unsung

grown
bemoan
older people hate to be alone.

wait
bate
it will never be too late

now
allow
everyone needs to know a how

blank
frank
we need means for the bank

feel
conceal
what kills is what you reveal

say
ballet
your ears may lead you astray

wary
ferry
there’s more weight we can carry

create
fate
today’s woe is just but lightweight.

Victor Oyedele