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Aug 2020
I long for the day when the leaves stop moving

I long for the day when the wind no longer blows

I long for the day when the world stops for my last breathes

I long for the day when my soul leaves this earthly body

I long for the day when I can finally be free

When I am no longer here
Lee
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Lee  F/New York
(F/New York)   
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   Eshwara Prasad
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