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My Last Minute

Our lives are discarded for years,
Until the scar disappears,
Or the fears.

We all feel the pain,
Tried to stay sane,
Here I remain.

Will my life end soon?
Under neath time’s balloon,
Bye swift afternoon.

Bring on the morning rain,
It is life’s cocaine,
Until midnight train.

Then comes His full moon,
Then comes high noon,
I rest maroon.

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