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May 2014
We know its coming from
the day we are born, the
sleep we never wake from
never to see that new dawn.

We sleep so long, the moments
with eyes closed in readiness
for that faithful day, we waste
are waking moments rushing
to that end that comes to everyone
naturally.

The sleep is coming early for
some short were there days,
before there big sleep comes, it
will happen in many different
ways, but one and all life is
short, shorter for some. We
must live our lives, for when
the big sleep comes have you
done that was meant to be done.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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