Don't forget,
I've been there last night!
Holy, Moly, ...
when will u get it? !
I die, I melt,
In my casket,
As been said,
that feels like a nightmare,
for people,
Who think they dare,
to think about death,
but who doen't get it,
In a mother's womb,
Everyone once has lived,
but that, to his knowlage,
......he injoyed,
In body and mind,
Before birth, and,
after death,
one step back,
one ahead.
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