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Apr 2013
Perhaps one day, I'll meet my end,
But until that day,
I'll continue to make amends.
For when that day is come,
I know I shall decay
And perhaps I'll find my way,
To Heaven or Hell I shall succumb.
It is something I cannot transcend,
So unto Death beats its drum,
I shall pretend.
Inspired by "Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost
Ashlyn Kriegel
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Ashlyn Kriegel  Minneapolis, MN
(Minneapolis, MN)   
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