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A fall from Grace Uncertain in life's race. Thrown from Olympus, My stars shut, my Lots cast Sitting in death's shade, I breathe my last Drawn from memories' Abundant harvest I take a stroll Walking through It's fields Ripened tears, Green smiles That blossom Sorrow Hades beckons, Heart drops A fall from Grace Is life's uncertain race.
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
Alexander the Great
A fall from Grace Uncertain in life's race. Thrown from Olympus, My stars shut, my Lots cast Sitting in death's shade, I breathe my last Drawn from memories' Abundant harvest I take a stroll Walking through It's fields Ripened tears, Green smiles That blossom Sorrow Hades beckons, Heart drops A fall from Grace Is life's uncertain race.
Based on Alexander the great's last days spent in the bosoom of his four generals before his demise...dedicated also to anyone who's lost a loved one or someone dear .
samsther
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22/M/Ghana
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
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