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When it’s my turn to be reaped - as I know it someday will be - let my final, earthly verse be poetry. Let the vast heavens weep, may my wake not be cheap, and peace be upon my coterie.
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May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 5:34 PM UTC
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When it’s my turn to be reaped - as I know it someday will be - let my final, earthly verse be poetry. Let the vast heavens weep, may my wake not be cheap, and peace be upon my coterie.
anaisvionet
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22/F/France
May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 5:34 PM UTC
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