Oh, Cymbeline

"Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages"
Fear no more, all is done
Life is in it's last stages
The ground has come to eat us,
The birds to pick our bones
and our wounds to fester and puss.
It's up to us to walk into the unknowns,
Stepping slowly, one foot at a time.
Going towards the end of life,
Leaving this world filled with grime
and horrible happenings of strife.
"Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages"
Because we've finished our run
and it's the end of the ages;
So we celebrate and die in peace
Our life is about to cease
Our existence to be erased
No more troubles and hardships to be faced.
"Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages"





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