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7d
I know its coming to get me
Dragging me down as my breath exhales
A bed is made and yet I don't want it
Just Yet

It has freinds
I feel them on each shoulder as I wake
Weighing me down as I walk the day
I look quickly
Damm they are fast

So until that
I will party
go drink the wine
Consume the air
Feed my gluten

I love this life and its faults
I have much writing still to do
Much loving to give
So I will skip my final destination
Till its my time
My choice
My end
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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