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Dec 2014
I can imagine what it was like
To be of no existence in this world
Pure darkness, that is all
No thought or person to disturb me

No sense of self
Nothing to criticize
No one to taint
Nothing to attach to

I wait and wait to be reunited
With what I was before my beginning
I crave for my body to shrivel into just bones

Devour every last piece
Please, allow no chance of resurrection
Thank you
SL
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SL  Newark, DE
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