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About This Poem
Grim Reaper
Who are you ~ I ask ?
The grim reaper am I, came the reply.
I say ~ I'm not dying or dead.
So you say, came the reply.
So why have you come this way ?
I am surely not done with my life.
Though I did not hear a reply.
Out of the silence came a voice.
It was not weak ~ it was not low.
And it was not loud ~
I sat up straight as a pin.
Just so I could take it all in.
So you say ~ came the reply again.
And he went on to say ~
Have you not read the news today ?
He said he read it in the headlines,
On this very day ~ was his reply.
There was a car pile- up ,
Down on fourth and maine.
Licence plate read DOA- today.
And I see you sitting in front
Of me ~ on this very day .
So it must be true .
I'm here just for you !
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