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Existence
Author: Iota  PM
This is a little poem I wrote when pondering death...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 59 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-26-04 - id: 1768875
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Free my soul
From its ball and chain.
When I die,
Don't let it remain.
Free my spirit,
Free my heart.
Death isn't the end;
Its just a start.
Don't trap me here
Where I lay.
What happens when
We go away?
Nothing ends;
It all moves on.
I want existence
When I'm gone.
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