Gone Poem by Ghost Legend
Gone
In the end, we're defeated by life.
There is no shining knight—
There is no dawning day.
We stay wherever we can,
And when its over, then,
We're gone with the wind.
I'd like to say something different,
Something uplifting,
But it's a flow within currents,
Whether you have insurance
To deal with strict adherence
To procedure and demeanor
Every obstacle's finite details—
A life of features.
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4/26/2024 6:18:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Tempus fugit Ned. Let's make the most of what we have. The wind blows stronger every day. and I have no insurance: (