I often wonder
how will that moment be
When from this body
my soul breaks free
That nano second
between life and death
How does one define
that moment of last breath
Will I be sick, a tired old hag
Or will leave quickly, packing up
all my bags....
And I just wonder
how will that last moment be
When I will gone
breaking all shackles, free.
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