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About This Poem
IT IS NICE THAT LIFE LASTS LONGER THESE DAYS
IT IS NICE THAT LIFE LASTS LONGER THESE DAYS
THAN LONG AGO
WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES TO TAKE US AWAY WITH HIM
TO WHEREVER
WE NOW FIND OURSELVES PRETTY WORN OUT AND HAPPY TO GO WITH HIM
EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE YOU ENCOMPASS THE FEELING THAT LIFE IS WORTH LIVING
AND TRY TO KEEP IN THE ZONE
IT IS A FALSE HOPE
BUT THE ONLY HOPE OF SURVIVING
THIS WORLD WITHOUT MEANING
WE STRUGGLE TO FIND THE MEANING OF LIFE
WE LISTEN TO OTHERS
WE READ BOOKS AND
WE GO BACK INTO HISTORY
AND TAKE OUR FOUND TRUTHS
AND PROJECT THEM INTO THE FUTURE
EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE YOU ENCOMPASS THE FEELING THAT LIFE IS WORTH LIVING
AND TRY TO KEEP IN THE ZONE
IT IS A FALSE HOPE
BUT THE ONLY HOPE OF SURVIVING
THIS WORLD WITHOUT MEANING
IT IS NICE THAT LIFE LASTS LONGER THESE DAYS
THAN LONG AGO
WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES TO TAKE US AWAY WITH HIM
TO WHEREVER
WE NOW FIND OURSELVES PRETTY WORN OUT AND HAPPY TO GO WITH HIM
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