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Jan 2021
In the dark of the night,
I will dig my own grave.
I will smile as I lie in it,
Looking at the stars.
The earth will caress me,
Like an old pal.
It wont judge me,
Or berate me for my absence.
And if there is enough spirit,
Left in me.
Perhaps a flower,
Will start to grow,
And replace me.
JG O'Connor
Written by
JG O'Connor  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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     Asa Levens and Hakikur Rahman
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