• My jagged age has come and go,
    But life,ever sweet, has already flowed,
    I was left alone in a heartless and cold trove,
    With a lover's heart, as lucky as clovers woven into clothes.
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    As life, is near the end of a spiral road,
    My body is filled with a happy soul,
    For my life,such a dear one,
    No doubt, was a lucky one,
    Has been foremost pleasant and as generous as a hearty peasant.
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    Although the thought of dying is cold,
    The warm embrace of my children eliminates more,
    As life could be most pleasurable, as it may seem,
    Life has downsides, I agree indeed.
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    This poem I made, so people could know,
    How I feel if death was clearly within hold,
    I wouldn't panic, or feel so old,
    But deep in my heart my last words would be;
    I'M FINALLY HOME.
    gonk