ALL THIS I AM THIS CREATION IN ME
All this I am this creation in me
Says I can go on writing forever
Always finding new meanings
To live by-
But how do I know when
Suddenly or not, it will end
And this brain mind me
Will cease to be able
To say or see
Even one coherent sentence?
Life is life
Until it ends in Life or in Death
Please God
Let me die
Without being dead in mind while still breathing-
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