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My Choice After Life
i know i should be
saying something
i don't know
what to say
my life is the same
hum drum
day after day
to sit and write
in the dark of night
with vision apparent
lack of lumination
i remember by rote
all things said
during my days of youth
without fabrications read
only the words of truth
now as years pass
my memory lapse
soon i will be nothing
but dust and ash
sprinkled about
the Gulf's surface
only to nestled
by you...
being my final
resting place.
