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The winner's lose Happiness descends Death awaits Rigor mortis sets in An empirical delusion Blinded by grief The most logical wisdom's Eventually deceive At the bottom of ism's Awaits the final collision At the gates Of all that rhyme A funeral dirge Reconciled with birth In the calming state Acutely sublime How can the enlightened Not fear death? Surely we all Struggle for breath Holding life in As long as we can I will give you my heart But only on lend Perhaps Poet's Understand the rhymes Contemplative in nature Destine to arrive   Removing the blinders That death is a lie ......................
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
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The winner's lose Happiness descends Death awaits Rigor mortis sets in An empirical delusion Blinded by grief The most logical wisdom's Eventually deceive At the bottom of ism's Awaits the final collision At the gates Of all that rhyme A funeral dirge Reconciled with birth In the calming state Acutely sublime How can the enlightened Not fear death? Surely we all Struggle for breath Holding life in As long as we can I will give you my heart But only on lend Perhaps Poet's Understand the rhymes Contemplative in nature Destine to arrive   Removing the blinders That death is a lie ......................
Traveler Tim Live for yourself, there's no one else More worth living for Begging hands and bleeding hearts will only cry out for more Neil Peart
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63/M/Armenian
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
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