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Apr 2016
Now I lay me down to sleep
I give the dirt my bones to keep
And if my soul the shadow reaps
I pray your tears short and sweet
Forgive me friends, do not weep
For life is kindness, life is cheap
Bury me 'neath those flowered trees
I bet my eyes that death's a cheat
Spenser Bennett
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Spenser Bennett  26/M
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