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Dead I might be
Living I might be The fact blurred I remained stable. Once I was alive Enjoyed the goodies of life Mingled with my friends Now living a life of the dead. Am alive but dead I now associate with spirits But the ordeal remains a mystery. What an encounter. Tears flowing down my cheeks Weeping and gnashing of teeth Emptiness overshadowed me The mystery unfolded. Spirits leading Spirits loving Man now a spirit being Who shall save me? I wish I could return to earth Missing my loved ones Hearing goodbye from the all day What a neglect. Am alive but dead What an exasperating life Solitude eating deep into me Oh,life kept going. This thought kept coming It kept revealing and reoccurring I can't help the situation Oh,what a complicated confusion. How I wish I could wish again How I wish I could have that opportunity again How I wish I could wish to live.
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