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Feb 2011
followed a rainbow to its other side
and found myself before i died
a *** of gold is what i seek
but another treasure
did i reap,
to know oneself before one dies
through the lense that is gods eyes
now before i take my eternal sleep
one last thing i must bequeath
always live before you die
as few do but many try
Written by
The mad hatter
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