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all that I wanted is to lay under groundthis world is not for me, so I die as a god (of emptiness)I want to retire from a place for which I don't caremy world, it dies too, but my life will not end down therenobody will see me, where I fumble in the darkand exploring for dimensions where my spirits will grownow I see the cerecloth closing above meno thinking for the future, for now no future for methe maggots will soon feed, crowling through and over mebut my soul will search for dimensions of eternitymy spirit, will show the pathwhere you can see, my forgotten restsa miserable, disfigured tomblay some flower, for my tired soulit will wake me, and I'll be there
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