Poem -

if i die writing this

if i die while writing this
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If I die while writing
this..
remember me with a
certain fondness...
though it hurts to
reminisce...
about a man so plagued
by darkness.

weep no longer
for the hours
wasted on trivialities,
and petty hatreds..
because our lives
are like 1,000 Flowers!!
(and every Seed
is Sacred.)

Dress as you were
The Day when
Bright Stars shined
the way,
to somewhere better
than this..
and I my Love shall
do the Same.

(with a certain
fondness.)

jsh

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