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Foremost On My Bucket List

Foremost On My Bucket List? Yo yo ma...though your absence doth suddenly cause me woe, no matter parting with many bittersweet sorrows long since consciousness unstrung more'n fourteen plus years ago, the last surviving Kuritsky grim reaper enviously eventually snatched, outliving demise of my Uncle Paul, your once favorite sibling and only bro tis grief that rankles, shackles, torments..., thus caw zing such poetic twittering I crow yea, this sole son bare knuckles scraping along without dough suddenly riven with mortal anguish - worse fate than death - or bloated ego willpower to live life to the max hardened ice floe despite promising futures regarding thee deux daughters that doth find me to glow my spirit analogous to santa deprived of his cheery, hearty guffawing, and merry ho ho ho yours truly seems condemned to suffer, a worse fate than freezing during whiteout blizzard conditions barring access to igloo, brutally cold as Jupiter's Io spirit felled by juggernaut, no joking hence I don't feel Jew bull, ah if yours truly knew thee torturous emotional state threw out every fiber upon last fading memory...of you unfairly condemned to suffer, yes my lack of loo cre immaterial, whence death stole thee to realm afterlife queue no doubt, a welcome reprieve aye rue versus less cruel fate, viz prolonged illness comeuppance impales me body, mind and askew being pitched, where adventurousness gungho fear slew, feeling buzz with aliveness (akin to David and Goliath) unable to shake melancholy blue nostalgic for underworld view where cessation will find me inaudibly coffin with a whew!

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