Unlace the robe pain bought,
Repaste the words death brought in clover.
Release the raven life caught,
Present the gifts death brought in offer.
To life i owe no debt,
My happiness it plunderd while i slept.
Woebegone i sit in tears,
And wafture away my happy share.
Melife's dark fate,
Written on a broken slate.
The roses of my birth,
Decorated the coffin of my death.
Free from lifes cage,
A gift of a hat as deaths sage.
untoward to life i lived.
Serendipity in life i found death.
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