The Last 3 Months
Everytime, the last 3 months!
Feels as a passage through styx
after death.
Everyone walks by as if by invisible spirit
after having already paid their final homage
to the already departed or an unknown dead one.
A step at a time as if towards
walking by paying for the sins
towards rebirth and new life.
Unknown and unaware how you be reborn,
but the final three months is being like a Ghost
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