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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ~~~from the "Dig My Own Grave Series"~~ ["Dig My Own Grave" is a series of writings in the reflection of mental preparation... ~~~Each scoop of dirt rids the mess where I'm to be finally laid to rest~~~] When my time comes __ I'll be of the ones who'd be ready when their time is done._ I've forgiven myself, my friends, my foes; emptied my soul of all worries and woes._ I no longer seek mountains to climb. I've finally left those wants behind._ I've ceased the endless restlessness. All I want now is eternal bliss._ When I'm taken, if I'm awakened, I pray to be brave and not misbehave._ By screaming and crying; or, of my sins... start denying._ In these latter days of life, I'm trying to understand what my dreams are implying._ They show me scenes of past regret__ must be reasons dreams don't forget._ Tis Hidden lessons I'm quite sure to start my inner soul's new core._ About the decisions made in ones life__ try not to whine, complain, or gripe._ Make the best of the time at hand; for you will surely revisit them time again._ And When (to you), they have returned. Replace the regret with what you've learned._ If my spirit passes yet my name's unknown, it won't be due to me being alone._ We come in groups and never as one; so a part of The All we each become._ As of now, I grow weak and slow; wondering of the days I have left to go._ I hope it won't be for a good long while. So don't read this without a smile._ I'm happy to receive this last chance, to give my life a second glance.
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