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Who Will Host My Funeral

When the clock stops ticking When the world stops turning When the waves stop crashing When the darkness entombs me Who will host my funeral? Who will mourn my death? Who will ensure a proper burial? Who will miss me when I am gone? What will people say about me? What will my legacy upon this earth be? What will I be remembered as? What will it take before I am forgotten? When I die, will someone host my funeral? Or will I be left to rot in my own loneliness Forever forgotten about, thrust into the afterlife Into the ashes, into the dust

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