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INTO THE VOID
To delay my departure, All means I have employed. Yet I will step out one day Into eternal void. Shall I lament my going And worry about it? Forgetting that I will die, Should I prettily sit? Towards any of these paths, I don’t think I should wave. I have wasted my past but My present I should save. I should atone for my sins Before the last day comes And the tune of departure, The angel of death drums. • Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format • Written for "Lexi's Poetry Challenge" M C Gupta 10 May 2007
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