Epitaph
I’m dead, but did I ever live?
Nobody gives a damn
I had to take, I had to give
Not knowing who I am
So that was it, and what to say
Let me convey to you
You see life in a broader way
And in a longer view
So speak for me, what its about
What difference it makes
From living of a garden sprout
Since moment it awakes
To get a share of sun and moon
And rains and deadly snow
What its about, ends too soon
I didn’t have time to know.
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