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The Sad Day

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O THE sad day!
When friends shall shake their heads, and say
Of miserable me--
'Hark, how he groans!
Look, how he pants for breath!
See how he struggles with the pangs of death!'
When they shall say of these dear eyes--
'How hollow, O how dim they be!
Mark how his breast doth rise and swell
Against his potent enemy!'

When some old friend shall step to my bedside,
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Susan Williams 30 November 2015

I think he prefers a party- beer kegs flowing, girls in bikinis [or that age's equivalent], you know, the regular stag party but for graduation from this earth

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Manonton Dalan 30 November 2015

then happiness to follow for sure

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