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Jan 2015
If you read these words and they are my last
please remember all the poems, that have come to pass
remember each smile, each tear and each word
and even remember the ones you heard
what a way to end it all
what a way for the mighty to fall.
Goodbye dear poetry, goodbye my life
and most importantly goodbye strife.
One more little sleep till the big one. One more night of suffering till peace.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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