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Let me return to Mother Earth

My play’s last scene when comes to end, when ends My pilgrimage, its last laborious mile, It’s time to call the curtain in a while, Time ‘tis to say goodbye to my dear friends… And to show up oh for the Judgment Day, My flesh unto atoms ready to merge, Whilst all but subtle vestiges I purge, My sins and saner deeds when say their say— If I deserve a term or not in hell, Or should suffer the test of a devil's, And cleansed I get of my sinful evils, Pray, spare me, howso short, from heaven's spell, For, I'd love to return to Mother Earth To try, strive once more for my tiny worth. ________________________ Sonnet |19.11.2008, revised March 2025| earth, journey, prayer

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Date: 3/23/2025 11:04:00 PM
Enjoyed your words on the fickle finger of death/ will we return or move on a great piece of writing
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