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Six Feet Under

6 Feet under... Six feet under! Six feet under! Six feet under! Oh no! l am not James Dean, l aint going to die whilst the curse of youth is flowing though me like thunder to Thor. Six feet under! Six feet under! Six feet under! Yes l must return to dust my demise hard to escape but the devil is a liar! Young at heart , my heart on my sleeve ready to fly my wings are ready for take off. Six feet under! Six feet under! Six feet under! l appreciate the oxygen l inhale from the trees of knowledge on daily basis. My body rusts but never my soul , forever young. Six feet under! Six feet under! Six feet under! The Reaper ready like John Wick to take me out....well the sad part is eventually he will take whats his thus l am utilizing time for l do not know how much time l got left. Tick tock! the whistle of refulgence shall set me free , for now l am to live for life is for the living. All will be missed but lucky for us for we shall eventually take a break from this tearjerker voyage. Refuse to die young! Fetch your life....

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