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Dec 2013
When i die, please leave my gravestone blank.

For a name is just a selection of 26 letters
a lost blue print, among many lost inventors.

Over time my name will be erased
from the harsh erosion taken place
i'll beat life at it's own game
before anyone can say                    "what was her name?"
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   Sean Fitzpatrick
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