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Life is passing by; every second of my life goes down the drain,

I take a breath and get closer to my last.

I think about life, and not knowing it, half of my life is gone.

I waist the other half of my life,

By remembering how and what I lived through in my life,

By the time I finish, my body lays in a casket,

On my tombstone it is printed, “We all love you, and we will never forget you Aleksandr Katz”.

My life is over, and I’m the sleeping dead.