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How sweet it would be,
to slip into Death's cold embrace,
to shed this mortal coil
and be free from my woe and misery.
But I can't go yet.
It is not my time.
I have miles to go before I sleep
and i must run them all.
I have a purpose,
to do something great,
so I can't go-
not yet





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