In the last day of my life
I shall stand by the window
Or go out if I can walk
If its the morning
will look at the rising sun
In the late evening in case
Will glare at it setting
During the night may be
Will stare at the stars
And I wish there will be the bright moon
There then:
If I could sigh
As I take my last breath will say:
Thank you
I was here too...
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