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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lying in bed.. In my deathbed Don't have much time.. I am filled.. with nostalgia.. Memories of which I will always cherish.. Within my deepest thoughts I imagine I am a child again the child inside me.. Such joyful memories .. Memories of running so freely in the grass.. Holding hands with my playmates.. Sharing secrets Laughter.. The innocence of it all.. Years progressing.. From childhood.. To adolescent To adulthood.. Being a curious teen.. Having major crushes .. My first kiss My first love.. Living as an adult.. Major responsibilities occurs.. Finding the love of my life.. Marrying the love of my life Having children.. Living a blessed life.. Years progress.. Often wondering.. How my body is frail.. How these wrinkles.. Gave me character How my health deteriorated.. Within a blink of an eye.. Now I have reached my final stage.. Sadly I am.. Slowing waiting for my own demise.. How shall it feel ? Shall I embrace the unknown ? My beautiful family is gone.. They all have made their final departure.. Before myself.. I have lived a long and full life.. I feel alone now.. Alone in my deathbed.. Awaiting my transition.. Perhaps when one door closes.. Another door opens.. Going from one state of being To another.. Energy cannot be destroyed.. It only changes form.. I do not fear death.. It is dying I fear.. Fear of the old door.. Entering into a new door.. Which is fear of the unknown..
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