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Wiped Out

Exhausted played out past the point of no return and yet while I have breath there's a will and still the fire within shall burn but what with all the crooks connivers cheats con men shuckers and jivers it's a wonder such a sensitive soul as I is here now and how quite aliver tho' neither nor big or small nothing at all is made to last as day by day we waste away and it feels like I'm fading fast when looking back before lights out with but one life to spend lived its span on my terms to the candle's bitter end and I know when it's time to go all will be as it should there'll be no regrets along the lines of if only I'd done it when I could

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