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Aug 2013
If suddenly and without warning
I pass this mortal coil
please dispense with all the mourning
because I find it rather droll

Don't sit and sob and pout and mope
because I've perished, premature
Instill yourself, instead, with hope
Find inspiration in this world

Go somewhere you'd never have gone
had I been around
Take a trip, why not see Hong Kong?
There are wonders to be found!

We have so little time here on this earth
it's a shame how much we waste
New adventures have so much more worth
than the memories we chase

So when I'm gone, I'm dead, I'm lost
I'm buried in the sand
I profess,Β Β insist, that at all costs
You live the best you can
Joel A Doetsch
Written by
Joel A Doetsch  St. Louis, MO
(St. Louis, MO)   
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