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WHY
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Why did they have to go?
They were to young
No one knew who they were
They never got a chance to live, or grow
I'll never get to meet them
Either will you
They are gone, never to be seen again
We will miss them
We will go through our lives and wonder what they COULD have become.
Not what they became



